These old knights are more cunning than you think, or they would never have lived to see their first grey hair.
The Beauty raised her eyes, the only part of her that was truly beautiful.
When a man was hurt you took him to the maester, but what could you do when your maester was hurt?
If I die, I die friendless and abandoned. What choice did that leave him, but to live?
Tears, she said scornfully to Sansa as the woman was led from the hall. The woman’s weapon, my lady mother used to call them. The man’s weapon is a sword. And that tells us all you need to know, doesn’t it?
His chains chinked softly. I seldom fling children from towers to improve their health. Yes, I meant for him to die.
They’ll kill for that knighthood, but don’t ever think they’ll die for it.
His time was past, her handmaid Irri declared. No man should live longer than his teeth.
This world is twisted beyond hope, when lowborn smugglers must vouch for the honor of kings.
Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.
If I look back I am lost.
Mother, I want to see him fly!
His eyes were open wounds beneath his heavy brows, a blue as dark as the sea by night.
Ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow. Tyrion smiled. Lord Varys, I am growing strangely fond of you. I may kill you yet, but I think I’d feel sad about it. I will take that as high praise.
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.
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.
Schemes are like fruit, they require a certain ripening.
Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.
Only lies offend me, never honest counsel.
Knowledge is a Weapon, Jon. Arm yourself well before you ride forth to Battle.