Courage and folly are cousins, or so I’ve heard.
Some truths did not bear saying, and some lies were necessary.
Her lord father had taught her never to steal, but it was growing harder to remember why.
Great wrongs have been done you, but the past is dust. The future may yet be won...
Explain to me why it is more noble to kill ten thousand men in battle than a dozen at dinner.
I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.
Only the soldier pines and sentinels still showed green; the broadleaf trees had donned mantles of russet and gold, or else uncloaked themselves to scratch against the sky with branches brown and bare.
All dwarfs are bastards in their father’s eyes.
Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.
His cloak was his crowning glory; sable, thick and black and soft as sin.
A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.
A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands.
A true man does what he will, not what he must.
As we sin, so do we suffer.
It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.
The years leech at a man’s memories, even those he has vowed never to forget.
Why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones?
A Lannister always pays his debts.
Remember Old Nan’s stories, Bran. Remember the way she told them, the sound of her voice. So long as you do that, part of her will always be alive in you.
A bag of dragons buys a man’s silence for a while, but a well-placed quarrel buys it forever.