I hate your stupid stories. The old woman smiled at him toothlessly.My stories? No, my little lord, not mine. The stories are, before me and after me, before you too.
I dreamed of you and a dead dragon, Egg's brother Daeron said to him. A great beast, huge, with wings so large they could cover this meadow. It had fallen on top of you, but you were alive and the dra...
I do so hope he plays us 'The Rains of Castamere.' It has been an hour. I've forgotten how it goes.
I am only a little lion, child, and I vow, I shall not savage you.
I am a creature of grief and dust and utter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
His blood is bad. He needs to be leeched. The leeches suck away the bad blood, all the rage and pain. No man can think so full of anger.
Here, m'lord. She put her hands over his eyes from behind. Can you guess what I'm wearing?Nothing?Oh, you're so smart, she pouted, snatching her hands away. How did you know?You're very beautiful in n...
Here and now, with winter soon upon us, that is a different matter. It is time to begin growing up.
Her lord father had taught her never to steal, but it was growing harder to remember why.
Her clothes were almost dry by the time she reached the gatehouse. The portcullis was down and the gates barred, so she turned aside to a postern door. The gold cloaks who had the watch sneered when s...
He wondered how many lives had been snuffed out by that fart.
He wants you to smile and smell sweet and be his lady love. He wants to hear you recite all your pretty little words the way the septa taught you. He wants you to love him... and fear him.
He raised his eyes. Sister. See. This time I knew you.Asha's heart skipped a beat. Theon?His lips skinned back in what might have been a grin. Half his teeth were gone, and half those still left him w...
He is a rare bird,' the maester said. 'Most ravens will eat grain, but they prefer flesh. It makes them strong, and I fear they relish the taste of blood. In that they are like men... and like men, no...
He had no choice, he had told her, and then he left, choosing.
He caught the first man in the back of the knee before they even knew he was there, and the heavy axehead split flesh and bone like rotten wood. Logs that bleed, Tyrion thought inanely as the second m...
Half of them loved her like a daughter, and other half wanted to spread her legs, but either sort would die for her.
Good and evil are silly lies, nonsense put forth to plague honest sensible men.
Give me your word that you’ll tell the queen what she wants to hear when she comes calling. If I did, my word would be as hollow as an empty suit of armor. My life is not so precious to me as that.
Give me the wisdom to know what must be done and the courage to do it.