Gentler than the Lanisters is dryer than the sea.
Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray, stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know a better day. Gentle Mother, strength of women, help our daughters through this fray,...
For the night is dark and full of terrors.
First lesson, Jon said. Stick them with the pointy end.
First I anger Edmure, and now Robb, but all I have done is speak the truth. Are men so fragile they cannot bear to hear it?
Fire consumes, but cold preserves.
Explain to me why it is more noble to kill ten thousand men in battle than a dozen at dinner.
Everything's better with some wine in the belly.
Every touch a lie. I have paid her so much false coin that she half thinks she's rich.
Each night before sleep, she murmured her prayer into her pillow. Ser Gregor, it went. Dunsen, Raff the Sweetling, Ser Ilyn, Ser Meryn, Queen Cersei. She would have whispered the names of the Freys of...
Drowning was bad enough. But drowning sad and sober, that's too cruel.
Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the gr...
Did I offend you? Lannister said. Sorry. Dwarfs don’t have to be tactful. Generations of capering fools in motley have won me the right to dress badly and say any damn thing that comes into my head.
Deixa-me lhe dar um conselho, bastardo - Disse Lannister - Nunca se esqueça de quem é, porque é certo que o mundo não lembrará. Faça disso sua força. Assim, não poderá ser nunca a sua fraqueza. Arme-s...
Courage and folly are cousins, or so I’ve heard.
Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.
Can our morrows be foretold?Your Grace might ask instead should our morrows be foretold? And to that I should answer no. Some doors are best left closed.See that you close mine as you leave.
But what a man can do and what a man will do are two different things, he knew.
Bran was relieved . . . but disappointed too. So long as there was magic, anything could happen. Ghosts could walk, trees could talk, and broken boys could grow up to be knights. But there isn’t, he s...
Bones, Catelyn thought. This is not Ned, this is not the man I loved, the father of my children. His hands were clasped together over his chest, skeletal fingers curled about thehilt of some longsword...