Top 822 Quotes & Sayings by George R. R. Martin - Page 12

A man of the Night's Watch lives his life for the realm. Not for a king, nor a lord, nor the honor of this house or that house, neither for gold nor glory nor a woman's love, but for the realm, and all the people in it. A man of the Night's Watch takes no wife and fathers no sons. Our wife is duty. Our mistress is honor. And you are the only sons we shall ever know.

The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true.

If I could wish the Kingslayer back in chains I would. You freed him without my knowledge or consent... but what you did, I know you did for love. For Arya and Sansa, and out of grief for Bran and Rickon. Love’s not always wise, I’ve learned. It can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts... wherever they take us. Don’t we, Mother?

I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go.

In my dreams, I kill him every night,' Robert admitted. 'A thousand deaths will still be less than he deserves'.

You little fool. Tears are not a woman's only weapon. You've got another one between your legs, and you'd best learn to use it. You'll find men use their swords freely enough. Both kinds of swords.

Sometimes there is no happy choice, Sam, only one less grievous than the others. - Jon Snow

First rule, stick them with the pointy end!

Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.

The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings. (Samuel Tarly)

I am not questioning your honor, I am denying its existence.

That night the wind was howling almost like a wolf and there were some real wolves off to the west giving it lessons.

Ned was clad in a white linen doublet with the direwolf of Stark on the breast; his black wool cloak was fastened at the collar by his silver hand of office. Black and white and grey, all the shades of truth.

A mad man sees what he sees.

The Lord of Winterfell would always be a Stark

He wants you to smile and smell sweet and be his lady love. He wants to hear you recite all your pretty little words the way the septa taught you. He wants you to love him... and fear him.

Tarly, when I was a lad half your age, my lady mother told me that if I stood about with my mouth open, a weasel was like to mistake it for his lair and run down my throat. If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, beware of weasels.

Once, I cut off a man's head, but he did not know it until he tried to brush his hair. Then it fell off.

The Red God takes what is his, lovely girl. And only death may pay for life. You saved me and the two I was with. You stole three deaths from the Red God. We have to give them back. Speak three names and the man will do the rest. Three lives I will give you - no more, no less, and we're done.

She walked fast, to keep ahead of her fear.

None of us is ever ready,' he (Ned) said. 'For knighthood?' 'For death.

For the night is dark and full of terrors.

A thousand deaths would still be less than he deserves.

Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.

There are things to be learned even from the dead.

What would a Frey know of honor? - Sir Davos Seaworth

I heard of a man who had a razor made of Valyrian steel. He cut his head off trying to shave.

Books are dead men talking.

Mother said," mocked the king. "Don't be childish." "We're children," Myrcella declared haughtily. "We're supposed to be childish." The Hound laughed. "She has you there.

I beg you both, take heart.'(Varys) 'Whose?' asked Tyrion sourly. He could think of several tempting choices.

The letter . . . What did your lords make of it, I wonder?” Stannis snorted. “Celtigar pronounced it admirable. If I showed him the contents of my privy, he would declare that admirable as well.

A man could not always be where he belonged, though.

Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.

I would choose freedom over comfort every time.

I will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage, Cersei thought.

Speak the name, and death will come. On the morrow, at the turn of the moon, a year from this day, it will come. A man does not fly like a bird, but one foot moves and then another and one day a man is there.

The Gods give with one hand and take with the other.

I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.

But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. 'Life is not a song, sweetling,' he'd told her, 'You may learn that one day to your sorrow.' In life, the monsters win, she told herself.

In the end words are just wind.

How much can a crown be worth, when a crow can dine upon a king?

Just where do you think you are going, Arya?' the septa demanded. Arya glared at her. 'I have to go shoe a horse,' she said sweetly taking a brief satisfaction in the shock on the septa's face.

You do not steal from the dragon, oh, no. The dragon remembers.

Aemon’s blind white eyes came open. “Egg?” he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. “Egg, I dreamed that I was old.

All the world knew that a maester forged his silver link when he learned the art of healing—but the world preferred to forget that men who knew how to heal also knew how to kill.

His dagger was out, poised at her throat. “Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life.

I am surrounded by flatterers and fools.

A long summer always meant a long winter to come.

This is the bravo’s dance, the water dance, swift and sudden. All men are made of water, do you know this? When you pierce them, the water leaks out and they die.

Jon shrugged. 'Girls get the arms but not the swords. Bastards get the swords but not the arms. I did not make the rules, little sister.

Do dead man dream? The dead themselves are silent on the matter

Folly and desperation are ofttimes hard to tell apart.

The city?" Tyrion was lost. "What city would that be?" "King's Landing. I am sending you to court." It was the last thing Tyrion Lannister would ever have anticipated. He reached for his wine, considered for a moment as he sipped. "And what am I to do there?" "Rule," his father said curtly.

Do the dead frighten you?

his snores sounded like ducks mating.

His sister liked to think of herself as Lord Tywin with teats, but she was wrong. Their father had been as relentless and implacable as a glacier, where Cercei was all wildfire, especially when thwarted.

No mortal man could frighten him, no more than the darkness could, nor the bones of his soul, the grey and grisly bones of his soul.

I am only a little lion, child, and I vow, I shall not savage you.

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck." Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.

They were never my pack, not even Hot Pie and Gendry. I was stupid to think so, just a stupid little girl, and no wolf at all.