I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.
I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.
One night, in his cups, he drank a jar of wildfire, after telling his friends it would transform him into a dragon, but the gods were kind and it transformed him into a corpse.
The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.
Those are brave men... lets go kill them
All me lie when they are afraid. Some tell many lies, some but a few. Some have only one great lie they tell so often that they almost come to believe it ... though some small part of them will always know that it is still a lie, and that will show upon their faces.
Black moleskin gloves covered his hands; the right because it was burned, the left because a man felt half a fool wearing only one glove.
I have climbed these steps so often I know each one by name.
Power is a trick. It lies where we believe it lies.
The gods made our bodies as well as our souls, is it not so? They give us voices, so we might worship them with song. They give us hands, so we might build them temples. And they give us desire, so we might mate and worship them in that way.
Tomorrow's trials concerned her more than yesterday's triumphs.
Better to mock the game than to play and lose.
Bring on your storm, my lord-and recall, if you do, the name of this castle"-Ser Courtnay Penrose at Storm's End.
I have never liked you, Cersei, but you were my own sister, so I never did you harm. You've ended that. I will hurt you for this. I don't know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you'll know the debt is paid. - Tyrion
Power resides where men believe it to reside.
The little man gave the big one a look. One of his eyes was green, one was black, and both were cool.
Too much light can hurt the eyes, my friend, and fire burns.
Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?- How else? Though not till I'm done reading.
Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.
I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair.
Robert was never the same after he put on that crown. Some men are like swords, made for fighting. Hang them up and they go to rust.
The Lord of Casterly Rock made such an impressive figure that it was a shock when his destrier dropped a load of dung right at the base of the throne.
Tyrion Lannister could not have been more astonished if Aegon the Conqueror himself had burst into the room, riding on a dragon and juggling lemon pies.
He understood the way that you could sometimes fall right into them, as if each page was a hole into another world.
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