Sansa felt as though she were in a dream. “Joffrey is dead,” she told the trees, to see if that would wake her. He had not been dead when she left the throne room. He had been on his knees, though, clawing at his throat, tearing at his own skin as he fought to breathe. The.
Wise men may grow arrogant in their wisdom, but a maester must always remain humble.
He brought them the gold they asked for, but they hung him anyway.” “Hanged, Ami. Your father was not a tapestry.
When he thought of his daughters, he would have wept gladly, but the tears would not come. Even now, he was a Stark of Winterfell, and his grief and his rage froze hard inside him.
Every mummer needs a dancing bear.
Under the sea the old fish eat the young fish.
Hodor hodor hodor hodor,” shouted Hodor, eyes wide.
The Night’s Watch permitted the forest to come no closer than half a mile of the north face of the Wall. The thickets of ironwood and sentinel and oak that had once grown there had been harvested centuries ago, to create a broad swath of open ground through which no enemy could hope to pass unseen.
If you can’t protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can.
And if I hear ‘Your Grace’ once more, I’ll have your head on a spike. We are more to each other than that.” “I had not forgotten,” Ned replied quietly.
He tossed his spear at my feet and gave my mother the back of his hand across the face, so she began to weep. ‘Girl or boy, we fight our battles,’ he said, ‘but the gods let us choose our weapons.’ He pointed to the spear, then to my mother’s tears, and I picked up the spear.
She loved the fine hairs on his chest. She loved the strength in his arms, the sound of his laughter, the way he would always look into her eyes and say her name.
In the Old Way, women might decorate themselves with ornaments bought with coin, but a warrior wore only the jewelry he took off the corpses of enemies slain by his own hand. Paying the iron price, it was called.
You should think less about the future and more about the pleasures at hand.
Why buy a cow when there were udders all around begging to be milked?
Common boys fight with wooden swords too, only theirs are sticks and broken branches.
Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Strong as a bear. Fierce as a wolverine. Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Over their heads flapped the banner of the Starks of Winterfell: a grey direwolf racing across an ice-white field. Bran.
It is every man’s duty to remain loyal to his rightful King, even if the lord he serves proves false.
One King means peace.