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Some men had faces that cried out for a beard. Ser Clayton's face cried out for an axe between the eyes.
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When a dog goes bad, the fault lies with his master.
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Aye," the prince said. "I told the story to Ser Balon, but not all of it. As the children splashed in the pools, Daenerys watched from amongst the orange trees, and a realization came to her. She could not tell the highborn from the low. Naked, they were only children. All innocent, all vulnerable, all deserving of long life, love, protection. "There is your realm," she told her son and heir, "remember them, on everything you do." My own mo..
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Is this Dornish wine?" Tyrion asked him once, as he pulled a stopper from a skin. "It reminds me of a certain snake I knew. A droll fellow, till a mountain fell on him."
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Under the sea, the merman feast on starfish soup and all the serving men are crabs.
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The glass candle is meant to represent truth and learning, rare and beautiful and fragile things. It is made in the shape of a candle to remind us that a maester must cast light wherever he serves, and it is sharp to remind us that knowledge can be dangerous. Wise men may grow arrogant in their wisdom, but a maester must always remain humble. The glass candle reminds us of that as well.
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My queen," said Tristifer, "here we have the walls, but if we reach the sea and find that the wolves have taken our ships or driven them away ..." "... we die," she finished cheerfully, "but at least we'll die with our feet wet. Ironborn fight better with salt spray in their nostrils and the sound of the waves at their backs."
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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.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Am I still a thief if I put it all back and no one ever knows?
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George R.R. Martin |
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and Jon had ordered benches and tables brought in. Men with comfortable seats were more inclined to listen, Maester Aemon had once told him; standing men were more inclined to shout.
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Men come and go. They lie, or die, or leave you. A mountain is not a man, though, and a stone is a mountain's daughter. I trust myself, and I trust my mules. I won't fall.
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mules
mountains
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She stood on the end of the dock, pale and goosefleshed and shivering in the fog. In her hand, Needle seemed to whisper to her. Stick them with the pointy end, it said, and, don't tell Sansa! Mikken's mark was on the blade. It's just a sword. If she needed a sword, there were a hundred under the temple. Needle was too small to be a proper sword, it was hardly more than a toy. She'd been a stupid little girl when Jon had it made for her. "It..
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In the closeness of the passage, the queen could smell the other woman's perfume, a musky scent that spoke of moss and earth and wildflowers. Under it, she smelled ambition.
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cersei
lady-merryweather
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Lord Rodrik Harlaw was neither fat nor slim; neither tall nor short; neither ugly nor handsome. His hair was brown, as were his eyes, though the short, neat beard he favored had gone grey. All in all, he was an ordinary man, distinguished only by his love of written words.
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George R.R. Martin |
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There have always been men who found it easier to speak vows than to keep them.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Dogs and wolves and lions, may the Others take them all.
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She remembered a tale she had heard from Old Nan, about how sometimes during a long winter men who'd lived beyond their years would announce that they were going hunting. And their daughters would weep and their sons would turn their faces to the fire, she could hear Old Nan saying, but no one would stop them, or ask what game they meant to hunt, with the snows so deep and the cold wind howling. She wondered what the old Braavosi told their..
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Would you lesson me in warfare? I was fighting battles when you were sucking mother's milk. And losing battles too.
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Jaime," she said, tugging on his ear, "sweetling, I have known you since you were a babe at Joanna's breast. You smile like Gerion and fight like Tyg, and there's some of Kevan in you, else you would not wear that cloak ... but Tyrion is Tywin's son, not you. I said so once to your father's face, and he would not speak to me for half a year. Men are such thundering great fools. Even the sort who come along once in a thousand years."
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he counts to ten as quick as any man, I have seen him do it... though when he needs to go to twenty he does take off his boots.
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George R.R. Martin |
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No mother should outlive her children, and no captain should outlive his ship.
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George R.R. Martin |
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This fool he promised me is like to be my own reflection in a pond.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Gold has its uses, but war is won with iron.
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war
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Oysters, clams, and cockles were cat's magic words, and like all good magic words they could take her almost anywhere.
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George R.R. Martin |
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A man should cling to hope.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Slavery is not the same as rain," she insisted. "I have been rained on and I have been sold. It is not the same. No man wants to be owned."
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George R.R. Martin |
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Keep friends at your back and foes where you can see them.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Nothing tarnishes a hero as much as failure.
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You know the best thing about heroes, Jaime? They all die young and leave more women for the rest of us.
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A crisp roast chicken would set the world aright.
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food-love
simple-pleasures
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15b1005
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Men can always fight, Your Grace. Ask rather if we can win. Dying is easy, but victory comes hard.
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She always said that it didn't matter what your voice was like so long as you loved the song.
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George R.R. Martin |
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The boys were going to a place that none had ever been before, to serve an order that had been the enemy of their kith and kin for thousands of years, yet Jon saw no tears, heard no wailing mothers. These are winter's people, [...] tears freeze upon your cheeks where they come from.
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I remembered that, so I allowed myself to hope... perhaps I wanted to... we all deceive ourselves, when we want to believe.
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George R.R. Martin |
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He wished he could relieve himself of his doubts and guilts half as easily.
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feelings
guilt
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Better a beggar than a thief.
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thief
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How many eyes does Lord Bloodraven have? A thousand eyes and one.
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thousand-eyes-and-one
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Yes, all Lannisters are lions, and when a Tyrell breaks wind it smells just like a rose.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Always the wall, keeping him apart, this man who was a first-name friend to everyone and an intimate to none. And on it, it was almost as if there were a sign that read, THIS FAR YOU GO, and no further.
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George R.R. Martin |
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The Liars believe in no afterlife, no God. We see the universe as it , Father Damien, and these naked truths are cruel ones. We who believe in life, and treasure it, will die. Afterward there will be nothing, eternal emptiness, blackness, nonexistence. In our living there has been no purpose, no poetry, no meaning. Nor do our deaths possess these qualities. When we are gone, the universe will not long remember us, and shortly it will be as..
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Lem glowered. "Your lion friends ride into some village, take all the food and every coin they find, and call it foraging. the wolves as well, so why not us? no one robbed you, dog. You just been good and foraged."
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justice
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8a8b3c2
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Can a bird hate? Jon had slain the wildling Orell, but some part of the man remained within the eagle. The golden eyes looked out on him with cold malevolence.
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George R.R. Martin |
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Kings are supposed to put the realm before their sisters.
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George R.R. Martin |
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a55346b
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Sleep on your stone pillow, and let the gulls peck out your eyes while the crabs feast on your flesh. You've feasted on enough of them, you owe them.
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