As We Sin, So Do We Suffer

Tyrion: My Gentle Sister Seems To Have Mistaken Me For Ned Stark. Bronn: I Hear He Was Taller. Tyrion: Not After Joff Took Off His Head.

Time Is Different For A Tree Than For A Man. Sun And Soil And Water, These Are The Things A Weirwood Understands, Not Days And Years And Centuries. For Men, Time Is A River. We Are Trapped In Its Flow, Hurtling From Past To Present, Always In The Same Direction. The Lives Of Trees Are Different. They Root And Grow And Die In One Place, And That River Does Not Move Them. The Oak Is The Acorn, The Acorn Is The Oak.

I Just Need To Rest, That’s All, To Rest And Sleep Some, And Maybe Die A Little.

No Man Should Live Longer Than His Teeth.

We'll Need To Make A Litter To Carry Him," Said Osha. "no Use," Said Luwin. "i'm Dying, Woman." "you Can't," Said Rickon Angrily. "no You Can't." Beside Him, Shaggydog Bared His Teeth And Growled. The Maester Smiled. "hush Now, Child, I'm Much Older Than You. I Can . . . Die As I Please.