You wear your honor like a suit of armor...You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.
You wear your honor like a suit of armor...You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.
If ice can burn, then love and hate can mate.
The truth is all around you, plain to behold. The night is dark and full of terrors, the day bright and beautiful and full of hope. One is black, the other white. There is ice and there is fire. Hate and love. Bitter and sweet. Male and female. Pain and pleasure. Winter and summer. Evil and good. Death and life. Everywhere, opposites.
We all dream of things we cannot have.
Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle.
If I took it away, no doubt I'd find a morningstar hidden under your pillow within a fortnight. Try not to stab your sister, whatever the provocation.
Only a man who's been burned knows what hell is truly like.
The years leech at a man's memories, even those he has vowed never to forget.
A bag of dragons buys a man's silence for a while, but a well-placed quarrel buys it forever.
It was that white cloak that soiled me, not the other way around.
There's nothing half so mortal as a grey goose feather.
A bruise is a lesson...and each lesson makes us better.
Every flight begins with a fall.
If I wanted to honor you, I´d let you retire. I am planing to make you run the kingdom and fight the wars while I eat and drink
Opening your eyes is all that is needing. The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then comes the thinking, afterward, and in that way knowing the truth.
There are things to be learned even from the dead.
A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands.
I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They've never seen a battle, they've never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.
Everything's better with some wine in the belly.
In this world, only winter is certain
Remember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs.
There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.
All men are fools, if truth be told, but the ones in motley are more amusing than ones with crowns.
I've never been quite sure what the point of a eunuch is, if truth be told. It seems to me they're only men with the useful bits cut off.
They were never my pack, not even Hot Pie and Gendry. I was stupid to think so, just a stupid little girl, and no wolf at all.
A Lannister always pays his debts.
Folly and desperation are ofttimes hard to tell apart.
Inside the room, a man and a woman were wrestling. They were both naked.
Sam loved to listen to music and make his own songs, to wear soft velvets, to play in the castle kitchen beside the cooks, drinking in the rich smells as he snitched lemon cakes and blueberry tarts. His passions were books and kittens and dancing, clumsy as he was.
They're both bungholes who think they're too noble to shit,
All these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers.
My sister has mistaken me for a mushroom. She keeps me in the dark and feeds me shit.
When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers, Azor Ahai shall be born again amidst smoke and salt to wake dragons out of stone.
A long summer always meant a long winter to come.
Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I'll sleep more easily by night.
It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.
Ser Barristan loves his honor, Grand Maester Pycelle loves his office, and Littlefinger loves Littlefinger.
This is the bravo's dance, the water dance, swift and sudden. All men are made of water, do you know this? When you pierce them, the water leaks out and they die.
And I tell you truly, Danaerys, there is no man in all the world who will ever be half so true to you as me.
My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
When you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him.
A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.
He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.
It was bitingly cold up here,and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.
She had put despair and fear aside, as if they were garments she did not choose to wear.
Tyrion Lannister was bundled in furs so thickly he looked like a very small bear
And the mystery knight should defeat all challengers and name the wolf maid the queen of love and beauty.
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
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