If you want to conquer the world, you best have dragons.
My life is a poor thing, but it is yours.
I have taught my Margaery what comely is worth, I hope. Less than a mummer’s fart.
The voice he did not hear, the scent without a smell.
Tyrion Lannister: Someone should tell the cooks that turnips isn’t a meat.
He should have stayed a frog. Not all men are meant to dance with dragons.
It will not matter. The dream was green, Bran, and the green dreams do not lie.
His father took off the man’s head with a single sure stroke. Blood sprayed out across the snow, as red as summerwine.
But it did no good to brood on lost battles and roads not taken.
So do not waste my time. It is the most precious thing I have, time. It is the most precious thing any of us have.
When nine-and-ninety hostages had shuffled by them to pass beneath the Wall, Tormund Giantsbane produced the last one. “My son Dryn. You’ll see he’s well taken care of, crow, or I’ll cook your black liver up and eat it.
Valar dohaeris.” All men must serve.
You ought to be blowing me kisses, wench.
She saw a roof go up, flames licking at the belly of the night with hot orange tongues as the thatch caught.
But the girl hates me, and she should.
Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark.
If you step in a nest of snakes, does it matter who bites you first?
Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay at home and tend his garden in content, someone had written once, for this wide world has no greater wonder.
No man is free. Only children and fools think elsewise.
A hound will die for you, but never lie to you.