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White is for Starks. I'll drink red like a good Lannister.
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Under the sea, the fish eat us. I know, I know, oh, oh, oh.
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Such a happy sound, it makes me want to scoop out someone's eyeballs with a spoon.
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At night Tyrion would oft hear her praying. A waste of words. If there are gods to listen, they are monstrous gods who torment us for their sport. Who else would make a world like this, so full of bondage, blood, and pain?
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A knight swears by his sword.
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And she would weep. When he saw tears rolling down her face, he would forgive her. She was less certain whether she would forgive herself.
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Where Melisandre thinks to find a sleeping dragon, no one is quite sure. It's nonsense. Mance's blood is no more royal than mine own.
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Half of the Ullers are half-mad, the saying went, and the other half are worse.
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Some were bound to me by vows and some by blood, but they were all my brothers.
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Then armor yourself in faith, by all means, but wear a suit of mail and plate as well.
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His strength, his speed, his valor, all his hard-won skill . . . it was worth less than a mummer's fart, because he flinched from killing.
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Half as big but twice as mad.
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She wanted to see if it would be as easy with a woman as it had always been with Robert. Ten thousand of your children perished in my palm, Your Grace, she thought, slipping a third finger into Myr. Whilst you snored, I would lick your sons off my face and fingers one by one, all those pale sticky princes. You claimed your rights, my lord, but in the darkness I would eat your heirs.
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A sword is only as good as the man who wields it.
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Death is not the worst thing," the kindly man replied. "It is His gift to us, an end to want and pain. On the day that we are born the Many-Faced God sends each of us a dark angel to walk through life beside us. When our sins and our sufferings grow too great to be borne, the angel takes us by the hand to lead us to the nightlands, where the stars burn ever bright."
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Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood.
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I never wanted to see half the things I've seen, and I've never seen half the things I wanted to.
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Then the trees closed in around her, black as pitch and full of ghosts and memories.
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Arya did not know any Many-Faced God, but if he answered prayers, he might be the god she sought.
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I must not sleep. If he slept, he might dream.
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A lie is not so bad if it is kindly meant. If only she believed them...
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They bought clams and cockles from her, told her true tales of Braavos and lies about their lives, and laughed at the way she talked when she tried to speak Braavosi.
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Titles were cheaper than dirt, and the riverlands were full of ruined castles, standing desolate amidst untended fields and burned villages.
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Our gods gave us legs to run with, noses to smell with, hands to touch and feel. What mad cruel god would give a man eyes and tell him he must forever keep them shut, and never look at all the beauty in the world?
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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.
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A fish on a leash, he said, chortling. There's a sight I never saw before.
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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 the Crossing too, if she had known them. One day I'll know, she told herself, and then I'll kill them all."
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Are you blind or bought?
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Oldtown," Maester Aemon wheezed. "Yes. I dreamt of Oldtown, Sam. I was young again and my brother Egg was with me, with that big knight he served. We were drinking in the old inn where they make the fearsomely strong cider." He tried to rise again, but the effort proved too much for him. After a moment he settled back. "The ships," he said again. "We will find our answer there. About the dragons. I need to know."
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Three good men dead, to save a hedge knight's foot.
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The path of faith was a crooked one.
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The mystery knight prevails against all challengers, and wonder dances in his wake.
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May the Warrior grant me a smooth course and a quick victory.
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Good armor and a good horse means a good ransom if I unseat him.
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Whites were bright as fresh-fallen snow, yellow shone like gold, reds turned to flame, but the shadows were so black they looked like holes in the world.
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Better to die a knight than live like that.
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Those pissing contests are how lords judge one another's strength, and woe to any man who shows his weakness. A woman must needs piss twice as hard, if she hopes to rule. And
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Her nights were lit by distant stars and the shimmer of moonlight on snow, but every dawn she woke to darkness.
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The smell of food made him realize how ravenous he was. There was hot bread and honey, a bowl of pease porridge, a skewer of roast onions and well-charred meat. He sat by the tray, pulled apart the bread with his hands, and stuffed some into his mouth.
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This is a night for song and sin and drink, for come the morrow, the virtuous and the vile burn together.
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death
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vile
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tomorrow
night
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Bloodraven is the root of all our woes, the white worm gnawimg at the heart of the realm.
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Look or be devoured.
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Sorcery was a sword without a hilt. There is no safe way to grasp it.
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But peasant's pride is lordling's shame.
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