Nobody is a villain in their own story. We’re all the heroes of our own stories.

Laughter is poison to fear.

There is sitting and there is sitting. (…) Each one waits for the other to move, but the lion is poised, his tail twitching, while the fawn is frozen by fear, bowels turned to belly....

All you Westerosi make a shame of loving. There is no shame in loving. If your septons say there is, your seven gods must be demons. In the isles we know better. Our gods gave...

It was queer how sometimes a child’s innocent eyes can see things that grown men are blind to.

It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown…it was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe… and mine again as she was meant to be. I ask you, Ned, what good...

Mane įžeidžia tik melas, o nuoširdus patarimas – niekada.

No man should live longer than his teeth.

The battle fever. He had never thought to experience it himself, though Jamie had told him of it often enough. How time seemed to blur and slow and evenstop, how the past and the future...

I am alive, and drunk on sunlight.

Some men are like swords, made for fighting. Hang them and they go to rust.

And for the first time in hundreds of years, the night camealive with the music of dragons.

I think there are two types of writers, the architects and the gardeners. The architects plan everything ahead of time, like an architect building a house. They know how many rooms are going to be...

The ground was so far below him, he could barely make it out through the grey mists that whirled around him, but he could feel how fast he was falling, and he knew what was...

Woman? Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man. – Daenerys Targaryen

Valdžia yra ten, kur žmonės mano ją esant. Nei daugiau, nei mažiau.

I thank you for calling them off, young ser. I promise you, they would have found me indigestible.

I can be humbler than anyone.

My own heroes are the dreamers, those men and women who tried to make the world a better place than when they found it, whether in small ways or great ones. Some succeeded, some failed,...

Septa Mordane said boar hunting was not for ladies, and Mother only promised that when she was older she might have her own hawk. She was older now, but if she had a hawk she’d...

No human metal had gone into the forging of that blade. It was alive with moonlight, translucent, a shard of crystal so thin that it seemed to almost vanish when seen edge on. There was...

In the closeness of the passage, the queen could smell the other woman’s perfume, a musky scent that spoke of moss and earth and wildflowers. Under it, she smelled ambition.

A craven can be as brave as any man, when there is nothing to fear. And we all do our duty, when there is no cost to it. How easy it seems then, to walk...

My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.

The truth will set us free. But freedom is cold and empty and frightening, and lies can often be warm and beautiful.

If any man tries to stop us, cut him down.

All men are fools, if truth be told, but the ones in motley are more amusing than ones with crowns.

A mí dadme dulces mentiras y guardaos vuestras amargas verdades.

You wear your honor like a suit of armor… You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.

The grave casts long shadows, Iron Lord,” Mirri said. “Long and dark, and in the end no light can hold them back.

Bran knew that men slept on top of women when they shared a bed. Sleeping under Lord Manderly would be like sleeping under a fallen horse, he imagined.

all you say is true. But Rhaegar lost on the Trident. He lost the battle, he lost the war, he lost the kingdom, and he lost his life. His blood swirled downriver with the rubies...

She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above.

Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.

Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Strong as a bear. Fierce as a wolverine. Fear...

I can describe an axe entering a human skull in great explicit detail and no one will blink twice at it. I provide a similar description, just as detailed, of a penis entering a vagina,...

Time is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We...

Once she had loved Prince Joffrey with all her heart, and admired and trusted her his mother, the queen. They had repaid that love and trust with her father’s head. Sansa would never make that...

A book can be as dangerous as a sword in the right hands, said Haldon.

There’s always a bear,

As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them.

Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle.

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...

As Daenerys Targaryen rose to her feet, her black hissed, pale smoke venting from its mouth and nostrils. The other two pulled away from her breasts and added their voices to the call, translucent wings...

The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.

Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written.

Men come and go. They lie, or die, or leave you.

For men, the answer was always the same and never farther away than the nearest sword. For a woman, a mother, the way was stonier and harder to know.

A fair bargain leaves both sides unhappy.

No mortal man could frighten him, no more than the darkness could, nor the bones of his soul, the grey and grisly bones of his soul.