"the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach."
pacific rim (2013); "haven’t you heard, mr. becket? the world is coming to an end. so where would you rather die: here, or in a jaeger?”
You Westerosi are all the same. You sew some beast upon a scrap of silk, and suddenly you are all lions or dragons or eagles.
"Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself most plainly when you need of him. How else could you produce that particular Patronus? Prongs rode again last night… you know, Harry, in a way, you did see your father last night… You found him inside yourself."