There are ghosts everywhere," Ser Jorah said softly. "We carry them with us wherever we go.
Ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow. Tyrion smiled. Lord Varys, I am growing strangely fond of you. I may kill you yet, but I think I'd feel sad about it. I will take that as high praise.
The man is as useless as nipples on a breastplate.
Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths.
Love is the bane of honor, the death of duty.
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli.