How do you fight someone if you can't hit them?

Jon:'What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?' Tyrion: 'Too hot, too noisy, and I'd drunk too much wine', the dwarf told him. 'I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.

His dagger was out, poised at her throat. “Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life.

She is not truly beautiful but something about her draws the eye.

Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

A great many of the epic fantasies, from The Lord of the Rings onward, are about war, but to my mind, a lot of it doesn't really deal honestly with the consequences of war, what war does to us, as a society, what war does to us, as individuals, and the struggle for power, in the same way, and what we're fighting for.

Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you.