One of the great things about books is you can afford to do anything.
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Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. So if you must hate, Arya, hate those who would truly do us harm.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the importance of community and mutual support in difficult times.
In this quote, George R. R. Martin highlights the survival and strength that comes from unity within a group, using wolves as a metaphor for humans. It teaches that while individualism may lead to downfall, supporting one another fosters resilience, especially during tough circumstances. The advice to focus on hating true enemies rather than one's own is a reminder of the importance of community loyalty and protection.
Themes
WolvesPackCommunitySupportStrength
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used during team-building exercises to emphasize working together.
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