“Don’t worry, I’l be back soon,” said Delsani. “Tell me what happens to the roadrunner when I get back.”“Don’t worry. The runner always gets away,” said Peter, patting Delsani’s leg as if to reassure him”

“I see,” said the boy. “You said that your mission is to bring me back?”“That’s right.”“So no matter where I go, you’ll have to follow me to find me and take me there, right?” said Peter. The young Draga-Wizard-Elf shot off in the blink of an eye.“GET BACK HERE! WE HAVE TO GET TO THE CITY AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!” the Wolfhowled after him, though it was pointless. The teenager was already gone. “Damn Wizards.”

“Delsani, you said that the Wizard and Witch Councils have joined?” said Saren curiously.“Yes. The Councils have decided to join together into one,” said Delsani, “so there wil be twice the boredom and twice as many stupid ideas.”

“I don’t know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.”“What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.”“You gave me help when I needed it” Jon Snow said.“I gave you nothing,” Tyrion said. “Words.”“Then give your words to Bran too.”

“The roads we walk throughout our lives, are but fine threads in the tapestry of the universe.”

“That's why I believe in a Constitution which separates church from state. I've seen what happens when they get in cahoots.”

“Jesus always kept it real: He always responded in a way that led one to the end of ones self and presented one with a clear choice: Will I walk away feeling challenged or will I walk with Him being changed.”