“My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.”
“Because they are the knights of summer, and winter is coming.'' ''Lady Catelyn, you are wrong.'' Brienne regarded her with eyes as blue as her armor. ''Winter will never come for the likes of us. Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it's always summer in the songs. In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.”
“His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.”
“For me, it was almost like winter didn’t count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers.”
“The English winter is long, cold and wet, just like the English summer”