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27a9e4d
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A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is.
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George R. R. Martin |
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c014b85
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You are the blood of the dragon. You can make a hat.
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daenerys
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George R. R. Martin |
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568925f
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Ser Barristan loves his honor, Grand Maester Pycelle loves his office, and Littlefinger loves Littlefinger.
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George R. R. Martin |
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0679d9f
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I bet this is a brothel," she whispered to Gendry. "You don't even know what a brothel is." "I do so," she insisted. "It's like an inn, with girls."
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gendry-waters
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George R. R. Martin |
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eab2972
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Jaime had decided that he return Sansa, and the younger girl as well if she could be found. It was not like to win him back his honor, but the notion of keeping faith when they all expected betrayal amused him more than he could say.
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George R. R. Martin |
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f38eb27
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Syrio says that every hurt is a lesson, and every lesson makes you better
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George R. R. Martin |
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0dae9ae
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An old man sat down beside her. "Well, aren't you a pretty little peach?" His breath smelled near as foul as the dead men in the cages, and his little pig eyes were crawling up and down her. "Does my sweet peach have a name?" For half a heartbeat she forgot who she was supposed to be. She wasn't any peach, but she couldn't be Arya Stark either, not here with some smelly drunk she did not know. "I'm . . ." "She's my sister." Gendry put a hea..
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gendry-waters
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George R. R. Martin |
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2fd0667
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If I took it away, no doubt I'd find a morningstar hidden under your pillow within a fortnight. Try not to stab your sister, whatever the provocation.
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George R. R. Martin |
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4082d86
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He was a Lannister of Casterly Rock, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard; no sellsword would make him scream. Sunlight ran silver along the edge of the as it came shivering down, almost too fast to see. And Jaime screamed.
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George R. R. Martin |
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d7c47f2
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What do you like to do?" She scuffed a toe amongst the rushes. "Needlework." "Very restful, isn't it?" "Well," said Arya, "not the way I do it."
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George R. R. Martin |
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a751420
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I'm named Bella," the girl told Gendry. "For the battle. I bet I could ring bell, too. You want to?" "No," he said gruffly. "I bet you do." She ran a hand along his arm. "I don't cost nothing to friends of Thoros and the lighting lord." " , I said." Gendry rose abruptly and stalked away from the table out into the night. Bella turn to Arya. "Don't he like girls?" Arya shrugged. "He's just stupid. He likes to polish helmets and beat on swo..
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gendry-waters
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George R. R. Martin |
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9322b46
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Spikes, " he sighed. "Heads. Walls."
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George R. R. Martin |
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33deebe
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I don't know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion." "What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs." "You gave me help when I needed it" Jon Snow said.
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words
bran
tyrion
jon-snow
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George R. R. Martin |
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b081d83
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A man who sees nothing has no use for his eyes.
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George R. R. Martin |
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fe6b392
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She walked fast, to keep ahead of her fear,...
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George R. R. Martin |
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65bf5e4
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Arya, What are you doing?" "Syrio says a water dancer can stand on one toe for hours." Her hands flailed at the air to steady herself. Ned had to smile. "Which toe?" he teased. "ANY toe," Arya said, exasperated with the question. She hopped from her right leg to her left, swaying dangerously before she regained her balance.
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George R. R. Martin |
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084ff87
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He said." Jojen frowned. "This . . . Coldhands?" "That wasn't his true name," said Gilly, rocking. "We only called him that, Sam and me. His hands were cold as ice, but he saved us from the dead men, him and his ravens, and he brought us here on his elk." "His elk?" said Bran, wonderstruck. "His elk?" said Meera, startled. "His ravens?" said Jojen. "Hodor?" said Hodor. "Was he green?" Bran wanted to know. "Did he have antlers?"
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George R. R. Martin |
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36edc60
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You ought to see it when it blooms, all dark red flowers from horizon to horizon, like a see of blood. Come the dry season, and the world turns the color of old bronze. And this is only hranna, child. There are hundred kinds of grass out there, grasses as yellow as lemon and as dark as indigo, blue grasses and orange grasses and grasses as rainbows.
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George R. R. Martin |
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e0d56a0
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Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead."
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George R. R. Martin |
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d30a061
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Tomorrow's trials concerned her more than yesterday's triumphs.
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George R. R. Martin |
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272bd36
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La muerte es tan... definitiva! Mientras que la vida esta llena de posibilidades
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George R. R. Martin |
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539997a
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At sixteen, he was cursed with all the certainty of youth, unleavened by any trace of humor or self-doubt, and wed to the arrogance that came so naturally to those born blond and strong and handsome.
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George R. R. Martin |
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eeea7a8
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You look pale, Sansa," Cersei observed. "Is your red flower still blooming?" "Yes" "How apt. The men will bleed out there, and you in here."
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George R. R. Martin |
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fa160ea
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Some instinct made her lift her hand and cup his cheek with her fingers. The room was too dark for her to see him, but she could feel the stickiness of the blood, and a wetness that was not blood. "Little bird," he said once more, his voice raw and harsh as steel on stone. Then he rose from the bed. Sansa heard cloth ripping, followed by the softer sound of retreating footsteps. When she crawled out of bed, long moments later, she was alone..
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George R. R. Martin |
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6424336
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The title was but a courtesy due him as a council member; Varys was lord of nothing but the spiderweb, the master of none but his whisperers.
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lord-varys
george-r-r-martin
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George R. R. Martin |
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b8876b3
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I never win anything," Dolorous Edd complained. "The gods always smiled on Watt, though. When the wildlings knocked him off the Bridge of Skulls, somehow he landed in a nice depp proof of water. How lucky was that, missing all those rocks?"
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of
thrones
storm
swords
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George R. R. Martin |
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813d042
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I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother
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George R. R. Martin |
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62d96e7
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Si no tiene nada que temer, un cobarde no se distingue en nada de un valiente. Y todos cumplimos con nuestro deber cuando no nos cuesta nada.
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juego-de-tronos
maestre-aemon
george-r-r-martin
game-of-thrones
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George R. R. Martin |
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27f52b1
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That was a lesson Melisandre had learned long before Asshai; the more effortless the sorcery appears, the more men fear the sorcerer.
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George R. R. Martin |
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00b754f
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Yet even so the darkness thickened, until it covered his eyes and filled his nose and stopped his ears, so he could not see or smell or hear or run, and the grey cliffs were gone and the dead horse was gone and his brother was gone and all was black and still and black and cold and black and dead and black...
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George R. R. Martin |
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edf26f9
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Tyrion Lannister was bundled in furs so thickly he looked like a very small bear
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George R. R. Martin |
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02373df
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I loved a maid as white as winter, with moonglow in her hair.
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George R. R. Martin |
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012706b
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Who'd want to kill the likes of you?
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George R. R. Martin |
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6369bdc
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Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the crudest is the one called love.
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George R. R. Martin |
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dadbb15
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Art is not a democracy. People don't get to vote on how it ends.
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George R. R. Martin |
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1f8c8e1
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Believe me, no one wants to finish this book more than me.
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George R. R. Martin |
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95069a0
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Nobody is a villain in their own story. We're all the heroes of our own stories.
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George R. R. Martin |