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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0cfd2db | Keep your mouth shut and do as I tell you, and maybe we'll even be in time for your uncle's bloody wedding. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ad5026a | Tell me who's won and I'll tell you what it means. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 182a884 | I've never been frightened of shepherds. It's the sheep who trouble me. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9291faa | Which king?" "All of them. The true and the false alike. If they would claim the realm, let them defend it." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 1ca696c | So long as she could kill with a whisper, Arya need not be afraid of anyone . . . but once she used up the last death, she would only be a mouse again. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 7ce9b74 | Can a man still be brave if he's afraid? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 167bcc4 | Ned Stark kept his vows. He thought of the promises he'd made Lyanna as she lay dying, and the price he'd paid to keep them. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 53297ad | Bran was relieved . . . but disappointed too. So long as there was magic, anything could happen. Ghosts could walk, trees could talk, and broken boys could grow up to be knights. "But there isn't," he said aloud in the darkness of his bed. "There's no magic, and the stories are just stories." And he would never walk, nor fly, nor be a knight." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 49ad670 | This time the Imp meant to fight, and a city that fought could expect no mercy at all. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b59de83 | Now, who is inside my solar?' 'Lord Littlefinger.' Podrick managed a quick look at his face, then hastily dropped his eyes. 'I meant, Lord Petyr. Lord Baelish. The master of coin.' 'You make him sound a crowd. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 8b8e87c | Until what? Foolish woman, will holding it secret in our heart make it any less true? If you never tell, never speak of it, will it become only a dream, less than a dream, a nightmare half-remembered? Oh, if only the gods would be so good. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 00abc71 | Catelyn had not eaten today. Perhaps that had been unwise. She told herself that there had been no time, but the truth was that food had lost its savor in a world without Ned. 'When they took his head off, they killed me too. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| bf40e57 | Ten years a wold, and you land here and think to prince about the islands, but you know nothing and no one. Why should men fight and die for you?'' ''I am their lawful prince,'' Theon said stiffly. ''By the laws of the green lands, you might be. But we make our own laws here, or have you forgotten? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 9203af3 | She was no maid; if she could look on the grey wall's scenes of slaughter, why should she avert her eyes from the sight of men and women giving pleasure to one another? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| f5d56f1 | As hard as birth can be, Brienne, what comes after is even harder. At times I feel as though I am being torn apart. Would that there were five of me, one for each child, so I might keep them all safe." - Lady Catelyn" | George R.R. Martin | ||
| db0dcc7 | A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 52bf4a9 | Hodor said only, "Hodor." That was all he ever said." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 821adf1 | My life is a poor thing, but it is yours. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| df7b0fc | 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." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 311b78c | I can . . . die as I please. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 835f044 | He was curiously calm. Men were supposed to go mad with grief when their children died, he knew. They were supposed to tear their hair out by the roots, to curse the gods and swear red vengeance. So why was it that he felt so little? The boy lived and died believing Robert Baratheon his sire. Jaime had seen him born, that was true, though more for Cersei than the child. But he had never held him. "How would it look?" his sister warned him w.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 35340fb | His hand reached for his throat, fumbling for the small leather pouch he always wore about his neck. Inside he kept the bones of the four fingers his king had shortened for him, on the day he made Davos a knight. My luck. His shortened fingers patted at his chest, groping, finding nothing. The pouch was gone, and the fingerbones with them. Stannis could never understand why he'd kept the bones. "To remind me of my king's justice," he whispe.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 139df99 | For the oak recalls the acorn, the acorn dreams the oak, the stump lives in them both. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| fb47e83 | Davos said. I was trying to win the throne to save the kingdom, when I should have been trying to save the kingdom to win the throne. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 5b7c464 | It's dangerous being free, but most come to like the taste o' it, | a-storm-of-swords gameofthrones | George R.R. Martin | |
| 7a5864f | In King's Landing there are two sorts of people; the players and the pieces. | players | George R.R. Martin | |
| c6b2cde | It was different when there was a Stark in Winterfell. But the old wolf's dead and young one's gone south to play the game of thrones, and all that's left us is the ghosts. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 63a7ace | once the cow's been milked there's no squirting the cream back up her udder. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 06df659 | He was not born wealthy. In the world as I have seen it, no man grows rich by kindness. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b193cdd | I arrived here a King's Hand, riding through the gates at the head of my own sworn men, Tyrion reflected, and I leave like a rat scuttling through the dark, holding hands with a spider. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 36a1c53 | Small wonder he refused to marry. Why buy a cow when there were udders all around begging to be milked? | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 653243b | Nothing discourages unwanted questions as much as a flow of pious bleating | religion | George R.R. Martin | |
| ec2dc4d | We are the shield that guards the realms of men. You do not throw away your shield for no good purpose. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 883c260 | I have made kings and unmade them. Sansa Stark is my last chance for honor. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 1c53db8 | There's naught to eat in the dark but flesh. | flesh | George R.R. Martin | |
| e287ccc | I count no day as lived unless I have loved a woman, slain a foeman, and eaten a fine meal . . . and the days that I have lived are as numberless as the stars in the sky. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 272de4e | The greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them, | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 69965f0 | Surely the Gods did not bring me safe through fire and sea only to kill me with a flux. | fire flux gods kill sea | George R.R. Martin | |
| 42a2086 | Tell me, Bronn. If I told you to kill a babe... an infant girl, say, still at her mother's breast... would you do it? Without question? Without question? No. The sellsword rubbed thumb and forefinger together. I'd ask how much. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| c8cf5d8 | Every hurt is a lesson, and every lesson makes you better. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| bed0c68 | My mind is my weapon. My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer, and I have my mind ... and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 0411f29 | Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be you weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 5f74fcc | When the two men were ten yards apart, the Red Viper stopped and called out, "Have they told you who I am?" Ser Gregor grunted through his breaths. "Some dead man." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| d8201f6 | Queen Jeyne would be safest behind the high, strong walls of Riverrun, with the Blackfish to protect her. Robb had even created him a new title, Warden of the Southern Marches. | George R.R. Martin |