“I am always humbled by the infinite ingenuity of the Lord, who can make a red barn cast a blue shadow.”

“A shadow on the wall,” Varys murmured, “yet shadows can kill. And ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow.”Tyrion smiled. “Lord Varys, I am growing strangely fond of you. I may kill you yet, but I think I’d feel sad about it.”“I will take that as high praise.”

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

“How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole.”

“As I walked I couldn't help but notice that out of the blue, a dark shadow was cast over the sky, as if it was a warning specifically for me.”

“The Lord of Light in his wisdom made us male and female, two parts of a greater whole. In our joining there is power. Power to make life. Power to make light. Power to cast shadows.”