My brother has his swords, I have my books. A mind needs books like a sword needs a whetstone.
George R.R. MartinThe Lord of Winterfell would always be a Stark
George R.R. MartinTags: tyrion-lannister a-clash-of-kings
Even the finest of jugglers cannot keep a hundred balls in the air forever.
George R.R. MartinAllow me to give my lord one last piece of counsel," the old man had said, "the same counsel I once gave my brother when we parted for the last time. He was three-and-thirty when the Great Council chose him to mount the Iron Throne. A man grown with sons of his own, yet in some ways still a boy. Egg had an innocence to him, a sweetness we all loved. Kill the boy within you, I told him the day I took ship for the Wall. It takes a man to rule. An Aegon, not an Egg. Kill the boy and let the man be born." The old man felt Jon's face. "You are half the age that Egg was, and your own burden is crueler one, I fear. You will have little joy of your command, but I think you have the strength in you to do the things that must be done. Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.
George R.R. MartinTags: advice aemon-targaryen winter-is-coming
A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.
George R.R. MartinTags: wolves winter-is-coming skinchanger warg
A man of the Night's Watch lives his life for the realm. Not for a king, nor a lord, nor the honor of this house or that house, neither for gold nor glory nor a woman's love, but for the realm, and all the people in it. A man of the Night's Watch takes no wife and fathers no sons. Our wife is duty. Our mistress is honor. And you are the only sons we shall ever know.
George R.R. MartinAn admiral without ships, a hand without fingers, in service of a king without a throne. Is this a knight who comes before us, or the answer to a child's riddle?
George R.R. MartinTags: davos-seaworth northman onion-knight
on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.
George R.R. MartinTags: the-leech-lord
We'll need to make a litter to carry him," said Osha.
"No use," said Luwin. "I'm dying, woman."
"You can't," said Rickon angrily. "No you can't." Beside him, Shaggydog bared his teeth and growled.
The maester smiled. "Hush now, child, I'm much older than you. I can . . . die as I please.
It was bitingly cold up here, and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.
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