Hands of gold are always cold, but a woman’s hands are warm.
When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.
Never wound a foe when you can kill him. Dead men don’t claim vengeance.
Give me the wisdom to know what must be done and the courage to do it.
It burns, it does. Nothing burns like the cold.
Power resides where men believe it resides.
Old Nan used to tell stories about knights and their ladies who would sleep in a single bed with a blade in between them for honor’s sake, but he thought this must be the first time where a direwolf took the place of the sword.
Nothing discourages unwanted questions as much as a flow of pious bleating.
Shagga’s more like to eat the maid and marry the goose.
They betrayed me. But they saved me. But they lied. – Daenerys.
Remember this, boy. “All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs.
There are old sellswords and bold sellswords, but no old bold sellswords.
His elk?” said Bran, wonderstruck. “His elk?” said Meera, startled. “His ravens?” said Jojen. “Hodor?” said Hodor.
Surely the Gods did not bring me safe through fire and sea only to kill me with a flux.
When dead men come hunting in the night, do you think it matters who sits on the Iron Throne?
Trust no one. And keep your dragon close.
A fat man always sits comfortably, I am thinking, for he takes his pillow with him wherever he goes.
The world grows a little darker every day.
I’m not a lady, Arya wanted to tell her, I’m a wolf.
I arrived here a King’s Hand, riding through the gates at the head of my own sworn men, Tyrion reflected, and I leave like a rat scuttling through the dark, holding hands with a spider.