George R.R. Martin

“If you would wed, wed. If not, take your pleasure where you find it. There's little enough of it in this world." - Oberyn”

“Must I say it, ser? You call me love, yet you refuse me, when I have most desperate need of you. Is it so wrong of me to want a knight to keep me safe? - Arianne”

“Must you be in such haste to don your clothes, ser? I prefer you as you are. Abed, unclad, we are our truest selves, a man and a woman, lovers, one flesh, as close as two can be. Our clothes make us different people. - Arianne”

“My mother raised me to be bold. If I do not go, I will spend the rest of my life wondering what might have happened if I had.""If you do go, the rest of your life may be too short for wondering. - Asha & Rodrick”

“Noble words, but words were easy. Deeds were hard. - Brienne”

“Words are like arrows, Arianne. Once loosed, you cannot call them back.”

“Contempt, thought Tyrion, the universal tongue.”

“You don't just have people who wake up in the morning and say, "What evil things can I do today, because I'm Mr. Evil?" People do things for what they think are justified reasons. Everybody is the hero of their own story, and you have to keep that in mind. If you read a lot of history, as I do, even the worst and most monstrous people thought they were the good guys. We're all very tangled knots.”

“He wished he could relieve himself of his doubts and guilts half as easily.”

“She is not truly beautiful but something about her draws the eye.”

“It's not," Mormont told him. "Gods save us, boy, you're not blind and you're not stupid. When dead men come hunting in the night, do you think it matters who sits the Iron Throne?”

“The grave casts long shadows, Iron Lord," Mirri said. "Long and dark, and in the end no light can hold them back.”

“A fable from the Age of Heroes." The maester tsked. "You must put these dreams aside, they will only break your heart.”

“One thing all the stories agreed on: King Robert was dead. The bells in the seven towers of the Great Sept of Baelor had tolled for a day and a night, the thunder of their grief rolling across the city in a bronze tide. They only rang the bells like that for the death of a king, a tanner's boy told Arya.”

“He is not my father. The thought leapt unbidden to Jon's mind. Lord Eddard Stark is my father. I will not forget him, no matter how many swords they give me. Yet he could scarcely tell Lord Mormont that it was another man's sword he dreamt of...”

“When Maester Aemon heard him sing, he said his voice was honey poured over thunder.”

“You don't need a longsword to deal with jellied calves' brains.- Catelyn Stark”

“He was no dragon, Dany thought, curiously calm. Fire cannot kill a dragon”

“Death, there will be death, aye. Your lordship lost a son at the Red Wedding. I lost four upon the Blackwater. And why? Because the Lannisters stole the throne. Go to King’s Landing and look on Tommen with your own eyes, if you doubt me. A blind man could see it. What does Stannis offer you? Vengeance. Vengeance for my sons and yours, for your husbands and your fathers and your brothers. Vengeance for your murdered lord, your murdered king, your butchered princes. Vengeance!”

“Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end.”

“The North remembers.”

“It was a cruel fate, Yet not so cruel as Mago's will be. I promise you that, by the old gods and the new, by the lamb god and the horse god and every god that lives. I swear by the Mother of Mountains and the Womb of the World. Before I am done with them, Mago and Ko Jhaqo will plead for the mercy they showed Eroeh.”

“Your brother Jaime keeps losing battles. He gave Sansa an angry look, as if it were her fault. He’s been taken by the Starks and we’ve lost Riverrun and now her stupid brother is calling himself a king.The dwarf smiled crookedly. “All sorts of people are calling themselves kings these days.”

“Have you noticed that the rain stopped the instant I had a roof above me? It will start again now that I'm back out.”

“It was a woman's voice, high and sweet, with a strange music in it like none that he had ever heard and a sadness that he thought might break his heart. Bran squinted, to see her better. It was a girl, but smaller than Arya, her skin dappled like a doe's beneath a cloak of leaves. Her eyes were queer--large and liquid, gold and green, slitted like a cat's eyes. No one has eyes like that. Her hair was a tangle of brown and red and gold, autumn colors, with vines and twigs and withered flowers woven through it. "Who are you?" Meera Reed was asking.Bran knew. "She's a child. A child of the forest.”

“Everyone who isn't us is an enemy." - Cersei”

“A mind needs books like a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. That is why I read so much.”

“Pourquoi ? demanda-t-il à l'armurier. Que suis-je pour eux ?— Un chevalier qui s'est souvenu de ses vœux.”

“However bright a torch might burn it could never match the rising sun.”

“May,” said Dany. That was such a slippery word, may. In any language.”

“a man who hates music can’t be trusted, I always say.”

“Kill me, and be cursed. You are no king of mine.”

“...and some soon will learn that even an ember in the ashes can still ignite a great blaze.”

“A king had best know the names of his enemies, don’t you think?”

“Sing a song if you like.” “Aloud?”“In your head.”

“I just need to rest, that’s all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.”

“So spare me your envy. It was the gods who neglected to give you a cock, not me.”

“I will not deny that Bael’s exploit inspired mine own . . . but I did not steal either of your sisters that I recall. Bael wrote his own songs, and lived them. I only sing the songs that better men have made.”

“The Wall can stop an army, but not a man alone.”

“At Highgarden we have many spiders amongst the flowers. So long as they keep to themselves we let themspin their little webs, but if they get underfoot we step on them.”

“That was the day without a dawn.”

“I was not born this morning, Lannister.”“No, but you’re like to die this afternoon.”

“Trebali smo promijeniti svijet,zar ne?Sranje.Umjesto toga svijet je promijenio nas.”

“Then you do not belong here. Death holds no sweetness in this house. We are not warriors, nor soldiers, nor swaggering bravos puffed up with pride. We do not kill to serve some lord, to fatten our purses, to stroke our vanity. We never give the gift to please ourselves. Nor do we choose the ones we kill. We are but servants of the God of Many Faces.""Valar dohaeris." All men must serve."You know the words, but you are too proud to serve. A servant must be humble and obedient.""I obey. I can be humbler than anyone."That made him chuckle. "You will be the very goddess of humility, I am sure. But can you pay the price?""What price?""The price is you. The price is all you have and all you ever hope to have. We took your eyes and gave them back. Next we will take your ears, and you will walk in silence. You will give us your legs and crawl. You will be no one's daughter, no one's wife, no one's mother. Your name will be a lie, and the very face you wear will not be your own.”

“—¿Un hombre puede ser valiente cuando tiene miedo?—Es el único momento en que puede ser valiente.”

“She stalked off into the trees, wishing she could just saddle her horse and ride home. She was a good horse, a chestnut mare with a white blaze on her forehead. She could gallop off and never see any of them, unless she wanted to. Only then she'd have no one to scout ahead of her, or watch behind, or stand guard while she napped, and when the gold cloaks caught her, she's be all alone. It was safer to stay with Yoren and the others.”

“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.”

“He is a man of the Night's Watch, She thought, as he sang about some stupid lady throwing herself off some stupid tower because her stupid prince was dead. The lady should go kill the ones who killed her prince. Arya Stark (page 514)”

“She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.”

“Let his sword break and his shield shatter, Sansa thought coldly as she shoved out through the doors, let his courage fail him and every man desert him.”