“Music to my ears.” Though not a tune I’m fond of.”

“‎[Melisandre] "His Grace is growing fond of you."[Jon] "I can tell. He only threatened to behead me twice."Page 58”

“Why ask for truth," Ser Barristan said softly, "if you close your ears to it?”

“Man wants to be the king o’ the rabbits, he best wear a pair o’ floppy ears.”

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

“You are your mother's trueborn son of Lannister.""Am I?" the dwarf replied, sardonic. "Do tell my lord father. My mother died birthing me, and he's never been sure.""I don't even know who my mother was," Jon said. "Some woman, no doubt. Most of them are." He favored Jon with a rueful grin. "Remember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs."And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune. When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.”

“After my name day feast, I’m going to raise a host and kill your brother myself. That’s what I’ll give you, Lady Sansa. Your brother’s head.”A kind of madness took over her then, and she heard herself say, “Maybe my brother will give me your head.”