Wally? —He’s nowhere in this book.
'You could've taken anyone!’ said Ron in disbelief over dinner. ‘Anyone! And you chose Loony Lovegood?’
'Don't call her that, Ron,' snapped Ginny, pausing behind Harry on her way to join friends. 'I'm really glad you're taking her, Harry, she's so excited.'
as always, who is sentimental about their friendship? Not me, of course
cersei is that one contestant in every reality show that’s all “i’m not here to make friends, i’m here to win” and inevitably has a breakdown mid-season
The sun was gone, and the sky was full of stars. So many. She leaned her back against a fluted pillar and wondered if her brother was looking at the same stars tonight, wherever he might be. Do you see the white one, Quentyn? That is Nymeria’s star, burning bright, and that milky band behind her, those are ten thousand ships. She burned as bright as any man, and so shall I. You will not rob me of my birthright!
A game of forgotten ladies: Arianne Martell
I didn't know the back of my hand looked like that.
I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky.