All that Syrio Forel had taught her went racing through her head. Swift as a deer. Quiet as 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 cuts deeper than swords. The man who fears losing has already lost. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Fear cuts deeper than swords.
George R.R. MartinAny act can be a prayer, if done as well as we are able.
George R.R. MartinBring on your storm, my lord-and recall, if you do, the name of this castle"-Ser Courtnay Penrose at Storm's End.
George R.R. MartinLaughter is poison to fear.
George R.R. MartinMots clés fear happiness laughter wise poison george-r-r-martin a-game-of-thrones catelyn-stark
Sing to me in the language of leviathan, that I may know his name.
George R.R. MartinThe queen smiled as she lay her head upon the pillow. When I kissed her cheek, I could taste the salt of her tears.
George R.R. MartinMots clés kiss tears salt cersei
There was an agelessness about him, a stillness; on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.
George R.R. MartinMots clés rage joy stillness agelessness roose-bolton
Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman's hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?
George R.R. MartinMots clés memory fire blood ash trauma hole knight beric-dondarrion thoros
My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
George R.R. MartinMots clés sansa-stark
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.
George R.R. MartinMots clés sansa-stark
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