“My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.”

“Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.”

“Lawless men are everywhere in this dark time, oh, yes. Men with cold steel and colder hearts. - Varys”

“The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.”

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

“The ruby at Melisandre's throat gleamed red. "It is not those foes who curse you to your face that you must fear, but those who smile when you are looking and sharpen their knives when you turn your back. You would do well to keep your wolf close beside you. Ice, I see, and daggers in the dark. Blood frozen red and hard, and naked steel. It was very cold.""It is always cold on the Wall.""You think so?""I know so, my lady.""Then you know nothing, Jon Snow," she whispered.”

“He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.”