“Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck."Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.”

“Tyrion shrugged. “We all need to be mocked from time to time Lord Mormont lest we start to take ourselves too seriously.”

“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.”

“I beg you both, take heart.'(Varys)'Whose?' asked Tyrion sourly. He could think of several tempting choices.”

“He did not know whether he ought to be delighted or terrified. Perhaps a smidge of both." - Tyrion”

“I am loyal to my beloved Joffrey. (Sansa)No doubt. As loyal as a deer surrounded by wolves. (Tyrion)Lions, she whispered without thinking.”

“The city?" Tyrion was lost. "What city would that be?""King's Landing. I am sending you to court." It was the last thing Tyrion Lannister would ever have anticipated. He reached for his wine, considered for a moment as he sipped. "And what am I to do there?""Rule," his father said curtly.”