The Lord of Light in his wisdom made us male and female, two parts of a greater whole. In our joining there is power. Power to make life. Power to make light. Power to cast shadows.
The best calumnies are spiced with truth.
The great thing about reading is that it broadens your life.
I am doing the right thing, he told himself, so why do I feel so bad?
She was no stranger to waiting, after all. Her man had always made her wait.
He did not know which was more painful, the waking or the sleeping. When he slept, he dreamed: dark disturbing dreams of blood and broken promises. When he woke, there was nothing to do but think, and his waking thoughts were worse than nightmares.
We’re children. We’re supposed to be childish.
And when you have it, what then? Some secrets are safer kept hidden. Some secrets are too dangerous to share, even with those you love and trust.
They say night’s beauties fade at dawn, and the children of wine are oft disowned in the morning light.
I will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage, Cersei thought.
The ones who look the most suspicious are likely innocent. It’s the ones who look innocent I need to beware.
What the King dreams, the Hand builds.
If he must be alone, he would make solitude his armor.
Jon Snow: I’m not afraid to die. Mormont: Nor life, I hope.
A fair bargain leaves both sides unhappy.
Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water.
For the night is dark and full of terrors.
Sometimes he could almost forget that it was there, the way you forget about the sky or the earth underfoot, but there were other times when it seemed as if there was nothing else in the world.
Tyrion wondered what it would be like to have a twin, and decided that he would rather not know. Bad enough to face himself in a looking glass every day.
Is it treason to say the truth? A bitter truth, but no less true for that.