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FAVORITE ASOIAF CHARACTERS » Bran Stark

I was going to be a knight, Bran remembered. I used to run and climb and fight. It seemed a thousand years ago.
What was he now? Only Bran the broken boy, Brandon of House Stark, prince of a lost kingdom, lord of a burned castle, heir to ruins. He had thought the three-eyed crow would be a sorcerer, a wise old wizard who could fix his legs, but that was some stupid child’s dream, he realized now. I am too old for such fancies, he told himself. A thousand eyes, a hundred skins, wisdom deep as the roots of ancient trees. That was as good as being a knight. Almost as good, anyway.

“Well, what’s this? Did I actually get a pair of fighters this year?”

If he could have only died on that summer’s night when he had left number four, Privet Drive for the last time, when the noble phoenix feather wand had saved him! If he could have only died like Hedwig, so quickly he would not have known it had happened! Or if he could have launched himself in front of a wand to save someone he loved…he envied even his own parents’ deaths now.
This cold-blooded walk to his own destruction would require a different kind of bravery. - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J.K.Rowling

You were a kindness when I was a stranger.

some say we’re lost in space; 
some say we’re falling off the page
some say our life is insane.