If there are gods, they made sheep so wolves could eat mutton, and they made the weak for the strong to play with.
If the lamb sees the knife, she panics. Her panic seeps into her meat, darkens it, fouls the flavor.
If she pops out sons the way she pops in tarts, the Dreadfort will soon be overrun with Boltons.
I vow that you shall always have a place by my hearth and meat and mead at my table, and pledge to ask no service of you that might bring you into dishonor. I swear it by the old gods and the new. Ari...
I swear it by earth and water, said the boy in green.I swear it by bronze and iron, his sister said.We swear it by ice and fire, they finished together.
I never wanted to see half the things I've seen, and I've never seen half the things I wanted to. I don't think wanting comes into it. You'd best go all the same.
I like dogs better than knights. A hound will die for you, but never lie to you. And he’ll look you straight in the face. He cupped her under the jaw, raising her chin, his fingers pinchingher painful...
I know nothing, Ygritte, he [Jon Snow] thought, and perhaps I never will.
I do so hope he plays us 'The Rains of Castamere.' It has been an hour. I've forgotten how it goes.
I am too old a soldier to believe that. Hoster will be chiding me about the Redwyne girl even as we light his funeral pyre, damn his bones.
I am afraid but I must be brave
How much can a crown be worth, when a crow can dine upon a king?
Honor set you on the kingsroad … and honor brought you back.
His time was past, her handmaid Irri declared. No man should live longer than his teeth.
He was a good man... No. He was a great man. A maester of the Citadel, chained and sworn, and Sworn Brother of the Night's Watch, ever faithful. When he was born they named him for a hero who had died...
Harwin's eyes went from her face to the flayed man on her doublet. How do you know me? he said, frowning suspiciously. The flayed man . . . who are you, some serving boy to Lord Leech?For a moment she...
Gods be good, why would any man ever want to be king? When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself ... swore to myself ... that I would be a good king, as honorable a...
For herself, she wanted sleet and ice, howling winds, thunder to shake the very stones of the Red Keep. She wanted a storm to match her rage.
For Phyllis who made me put dragons in
Everything's better with some wine in the belly.