Arya, What are you doing?" "Syrio says a water dancer can stand on one toe for hours." Her hands flailed at the air to steady herself. Ned had to smile. "Which toe?" he teased. "ANY toe," Arya said, exasperated with the question. She hopped from her right leg to her left, swaying dangerously before she regained her balance. "Must you do your standing here?" he asked. "It's a long hard fall down these steps." "Syrio says a water dancer NEVER falls.

All dwarfs may be bastards yet not all bastards are dwarfs.

Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.

It's not," Mormont told him. "Gods save us, boy, you're not blind and you're not stupid. When dead men come hunting in the night, do you think it matters who sits the Iron Throne?

all men carry murder in their hearts, yet even so, the poisoner is beneath contempt.

His sister liked to think of herself as Lord Tywin with teats, but she was wrong. Their father had been as relentless and implacable as a glacier, where Cercei was all wildfire, especially when thwarted.

If half an onion is black with rot, it is a rotten onion. A man is good or he is evil. (Melisandre of Asshai)