I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood.

I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.

You can't hammer tin into iron, no matter how hard you beat it, but that doesn't mean it's useless.

Man wants to be the king o' the rabbits, he best wear a pair o' floppy ears.

The city?" Tyrion was lost. "What city would that be?" "King's Landing. I am sending you to court." It was the last thing Tyrion Lannister would ever have anticipated. He reached for his wine, considered for a moment as he sipped. "And what am I to do there?" "Rule," his father said curtly.

Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.

I must show no fear, no weakness, no doubt.