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Love is the bane of honor, the death of duty. What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms ... or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.

Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.

As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet, her black hissed, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils. The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings unfolding and stirring the air, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.

Robb says the man died bravely, but Jon says he was afraid.
What do you think? His father asked.
Bran thought about it. Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?
That is the only time a man can be brave. His father told him.

Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.

― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

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