One voyage to the East and a man could live as rich as a lord until the end of his days. When he'd been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself. But the years went dancing by like moths around a flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right.

We know truth for the cruel instrument it is. Beauty is infinitely preferable to truth.

There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.

Why do the Gods make kings and queens if not to protect the ones who can't protect themselves?

We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss. Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.

The more people you love, the weaker you are.

History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.