The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. If you would take a man's life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.
I should say something, but what? Pardon me, Father, but it's our brother she wants to marry?
A man who won't listen can't hear.
Minds are like swords, I do fear. The old ones go to rust.
Why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones?
Remember Old Nan's stories, Bran. Remember the way she told them, the sound of her voice. So long as you do that, part of her will always be alive in you.
Folly and desperation are ofttimes hard to tell apart.
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.
All these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers.
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.
The man is as useless as nipples on a breastplate.
I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one.
The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.
I wonder what the High Septon would have to say about the sanctity of oaths sworn while dead drunk, chained to a wall, with a sword pressed to your chest?
A true man does what he will, not what he must.
Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.
Why is it that when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know what's on the other side?
Rhaegar fought valiantly, Rhaegar fought nobly, Rhaegar fought bravely. And Rhaegar died.
Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I'll sleep more easily by night.
Ser Barristan loves his honor, Grand Maester Pycelle loves his office, and Littlefinger loves Littlefinger.
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.
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.
The thought made his belly heave again. Sam bent over the gunwale and retched, but not into the wind. He had gone to the right rail this time. He was getting good at retching.
If a man paints a target on his chest, he should expect that sooner or later someone will loose an arrow on him.
The world was full of cravens who pretended to be heroes; it took a queer sort of courage to admit to cowardice...
If I could wish the Kingslayer back in chains I would. You freed him without my knowledge or consent... but what you did, I know you did for love. For Arya and Sansa, and out of grief for Bran and Rickon. Love's not always wise, I've learned. It can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts... wherever they take us. Don't we, Mother?
All dwarfs may be bastards yet not all bastards are dwarfs.
Wisdom oft comes from the mouth of babes.
Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.
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