What was it Catelyn Stark had called them, that night at Bitterbridge? The knights of summer. And now it was autumn and they were falling like leaves...
What was he now? Only Bran the broken boy, Brandon of House Stark, prince of a lost kingdom, lord of a burned castle, heir to ruins.
What was he doing that they had to kill him? Asking questions,
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms . . . or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and t...
What if I am? It seems to me that most men are grey. If half of an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion.
We'll need to make a litter to carry him, said Osha.No use, said Luwin. I'm dying, woman.You can't, said Rickon angrily. No you can't. Beside him, Shaggydog bared his teeth and growled.The maester smi...
Under the sea, the fish eat us. I know, I know, oh, oh, oh.
Tyrion wondered what it would be like to have a twin, and decided that he would rather not know. Bad enough to face himself in a looking glass every day.
Tyrion shrugged. We all need to be mocked from time to time Lord Mormont lest we start to take ourselves too seriously.
Tyrion pushed forward. MY LORDS! he shouted. He had to shout, to have any hope of being heard.His father raised a hand. Bit by bit, the hall grew silent.
Tudo o que desejava era que as coisas fossem agradáveis e bonitas, como eram nas canções.
Trust no one. And keep your dragon close.
Trust is earned. Like gold.
Though Roose had been in battles, he bore no scars. Though well past forty, he was as yet unwrinkled, with scarce a line to tell of the passage of time.
Those are brave men, he told Ser Balon in admiration. Let's go kill them.
They had ridden past the end of the world; somehow that changed everything.
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, t...
They are boys drunk on song and story, and like all boys, they think themselves immortal.
There was this to be said for weddings over battles, at least; it was less likely that someone would cut off your nose.
There is always someone quicker and stronger, Ser Rodrik had once told Jon and Robb. He’s the man you want to face in the yard before you need to face his like upon a battlefield.