The rain feels good against my face, Sam. It feels like tears. Let me stay a while longer, I pray you. It has been a long time since last I wept.
The night is dark and filled with terrors,
The morning air was dark with the smoke of burning gods.
The madness of mercy, Ned admitted. Ah, said Varys. To be sure. You are an honest and honorable man, Lord Eddard. Ofttimes I forget that. I have met so few of them in my life. He glanced around the ce...
The longer he lived, the more Tyrion realized that nothing was simple and little was true.
The king eats, they say, and the Hand takes the shit.
The king eats, Robert had said, and the Hand takes the shit. How he had laughed. Yet he had gotten it wrong. The king dies, Ned Stark thought, and the Hand is buried.
The grave casts long shadows, Iron Lord, Mirri said. Long and dark, and in the end no light can hold them back.
The gold of a lowland lord is as worthless as a half man's promises'' Gunthor said.''Half a man I may be'' Tyrion said. ''Yet I have the courage to face my enemies. What do the Stone Crows do, but hid...
The common people pray for rain, healthy children, and a summer that never ends, Ser Jorah told her. It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in p...
The apples stewed with prunes are excellent, except for the prunes, I won't eat prunes myself. Well, there was one time when Hobb chopped them up with chesnuts and carrots and hid them in a hen. Never...
The Marquis de Carabas always had a plan, and he always had a fallback plan; and beneath these plans he always had a real plan, one that he would not even let himself know about, for when the original...
The Iron Throne is mine by rights. All those who deny that are my foes.The whole of the realm denies it, brother, said Renley. Old men deny it with their death rattle, and unborn children deny it in t...
The Castle can be rebuilt, in time. It's not the walls that make a lord, it's the man. - Stannis Baratheon
The Beauty raised her eyes, the only part of her that was truly beautiful.
That's pretty. He remembered Sansa telling him once that he should say that whenever a lady told him her name.
That was the way of this cold world, where men fished the sea and dug in the ground and died, whilst women brought forth short-lived children from beds of blood and pain.
That man said he’d take your head too.Well, as to that, Yoren said, if he can get it off my shoulders, he’s welcome to it.
Stone, I must be stone, I must be Casterly Rock, hard and unmovable.
Spare me, he begged. I do not want to die. Few do. Yet all men die, regardless.