“If only they were truly ants, wee could step on them and crush them.”

“Do you think it will truly come to battle between them? If they should come to some accord—”“They won’t,” Tyrion said. “They are too different and yet too much alike, and neither could ever stomach the other.”

“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.”

“Jon wanted nothing more. No, he had to tell himself, those days are gone. The realization twisted in his belly like a knife. They had chosen him to rule. The Wall was his, and their lives were his as well. A lord may love the men that he commands, he could hear his lord father saying, but he cannot be a friend to them. One day he may need to sit in judgement on them, or send them forth to die.”

“Truly, sister, you were born to be a widow. (Tyrion to Cersei)”

“A lie is not so bad if it is kindly meant. If only she believed them...”

“The Beauty raised her eyes, the only part of her that was truly beautiful.”