“The word of my lord is the sword for world.”
“A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.”
“What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.”
“He is not my father. The thought leapt unbidden to Jon's mind. Lord Eddard Stark is my father. I will not forget him, no matter how many swords they give me. Yet he could scarcely tell Lord Mormont that it was another man's sword he dreamt of...”
“O my good lord, the world is but a word: Were it all yours to give it in a breath, How quickly were it gone!”
“What do you read, my lord?HAMLET: Words, words, words.”