Northern

“We have no immortal souls; we have no future life; we are just like the green sea-weed, which, once cut down, can never revive again! Men, on the other hand, have a soul which lives for ever, lives after the body has become dust; it rises through the clear air, up to the shining stars!”
― Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid

“Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: The realm. Do you know what the realm is? It's the thousand blades of Aegon's enemies, a story we agree to tell each other over and over, until we forget that it's a lie.

Lord Varys: But what do we have left, once we abandon the lie? Chaos? A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all.

Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some, are given a chance to climb. They refuse, they cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“i am a museum full of art
but you had your eyes shut”
― Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

“The color of the flower has faded,
while I lost myself in
idle thought in this long rain /

花の色は うつりにけりな いたづらに わが身世にふる ながめせし間に”
― Ono No Komachi