I can . . . die as I please.
How many eyes does Lord Bloodraven have? A thousand eyes and one.
His wits were coming back to him, however slowly. That was good. His wits were all he had.
His lips look like two worms fucking.
He told me that a maester’s collar is made of chain to remind him that he is sworn to serve, Jon said, remembering. I asked why each link was a different metal. A silver chain would look much finer wi...
He pushed himself to his feet. Don’t lie, Sansa. I am malformed, scarred, and small, but… she could see him groping …abed, when the candles are blown out, I am made no worse than other men. In the dar...
Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I'll sleep more easily by night.
Free folk and kneelers are more alike than not, Jon Snow. Men are men and women women, no matter which side of the Wall we were born on. Good men and bad, heroes and villains, men of honor, liars, cra...
Can they love without a word for it?
Bronn himself, who’d only smiled that insolent dark smile of his and afterward said, They’ll kill for that knighthood, but don’t ever think they’ll die for it.Tyrion had no such delusion.
Black and white and grey, all the shades of truth.
All men must sleep, Bran. Even princes.When I sleep I turn into a wolf. Bran turned his face away and looked back out into the night. Do wolves dream?All creatures dream, I think, yet not as men do.Do...
A young girl she might be, but Daenerys Targaryen was the only thing that held them all together.
A man may prefer the taste of hippocras, yet if you set a tankard of ale before him, he will quaff it quick enough.
A child sees an obstacle, and his first thought is to run around it or knock it down. A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.
I never understood what Jaime saw in you, apart from his own reflection.
It is said with truth that every building is constructed stone by stone, and the same may be said of knowledge, extracted and compiled by many learned men, each of whom builds upon the works of those...
I only need half my wits to be a match for you.
They were in a long line, an endless line, and as they burst from the wood there was an instant, the smallest part of a heartbeat, when all Catelyn saw was the moonlight on the point of their lance, a...
We'll never find that one, and I'll be blamed," announced Edd Tollett, the dour grey-haired squire everyone called Dolorous Edd. "Nothing ever goes missing that they don't look at me, ever since that...