Ser Barristan loves his honor, Grand Maester Pycelle loves his office, and Littlefinger loves Littlefinger.
George R.R. MartinThe world was full of cravens who pretended to be heroes; it took a queer sort of courage to admit to cowardice...
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If I look back I am lost.
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Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.
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We were king’s men, knights, and heroes . . . but some knights are dark and full of terror, my lady. War makes monsters of us all.”
“Are you saying you are monsters?”
“I am saying we are human. You are not the only one with wounds, Lady Brienne
Tell me that none of this troubles you, Jon...and I'll name you a liar, and know I have the truth of it.
Jon drew himself up, taut as a bowstring. And if it did trouble me, what might I do, bastard as I am?
What will you do? Mormont asked. Bastard as you are?
Be troubled, said Jon, and keep my vows.
A brigand, a barber, a beggar, two orphans, and a boy whore. With such do we defend the realms of men.
George R.R. MartinI tell you this—Robert was never the same after he put on that crown. Some men are like swords, made for fighting. Hang them up and they go to rust.
George R.R. MartinRobert was the true steel. Stannis is pure iron, black and hard and strong, yes, but brittle, the way iron gets. He'll break before he bends. And Renly, that one, he's copper, bright and shiny, pretty to look at but not worth all that much at the end of the day.
George R.R. MartinWhen I sleep I turn into a wolf. Bran turned his face away and looked back out into the night. Do wolves dreams?
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