Quotes About Journey

The path of faith was a crooked one.

A reader lives a thousand lives.

Honor set you on the kingsroad … and honor brought you back.

racing down the kingsroad, as if to outrun his doubts.

If I look back, I am lost.

We are walking on a bridge of ice with an abyss on either side.

we have asked, Where did Aerea take Balerion? We should have been asking, Where did Balerion take Aerea?

Remember. To go north, you must journey south. To reach the west, you must go east. To go forward you must go back, and to touch the light you must pass beneath the shadow.

You will never find the eye with your fingers, Bran. You must search with your heart.

Where do whores go?

A man does not fly like a bird, but one foot moves and then another and one day a man is there, and a king dies.

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies" -

She had been making for Riverrun for years, it seemed, without ever getting there.

you would sleep beneath a roof tonight, you must climb off your horses and cross the mud with me. The path of faith, we call it. Only the faithful may cross safely. The wicked are swallowed by the quicksands, or drowned when the tide comes rushing in. None of you are wicked, I hope? Even so, I would be careful where I set my feet. Walk only where I walk, and you shall reach the other side." The path of faith was a crooked one, Brienne could not help but note.

Todo hombre y toda doncella empiezan siendo piezas, aunque algunos se crean jugadores.

On her way where?" "Wherever whores go.

Bir okur, ölmeden önce binlerce hayat ya?ar. Hiç okumayan birisi ise yaln?zca bir tane.

Love's not always wise, I've learned. It can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts wherever they take us. - Robb Stark

Another day done"—he would sigh—"and who knows what the morrow will bring us, eh, Dunk?

George R.R. Martin

My father went south once, to answer the summons of a king. He never came home again.

Me fui al día siguiente... hacia un sitio donde un beso no fuera un crimen y un hombre pudiera vestir la capa que quisiera. -Mance Rayder

Adventure stank. She boasted sixty oars, a single sail, and a long lean hull that promised speed. Small, but she might serve, Quentyn thought when he saw her, but that was before he went aboard and got a good whiff of her.

should start back," Gared urged as the woods began to grow dark around them. "The wildlings are dead." "Do the dead frighten