She went to the window seat and sat there, sniffling, hating them all, and herself most of all. It was all her fault, everything bad that had happened.

So be it. I'll wear my iron and hold my tongue. A man who won't listen can't hear.

Robert was never the same after he put on that crown. Some men are like swords, made for fighting. Hang them up and they go to rust.

Explain to me why it is more noble to kill ten thousand men in battle than a dozen at dinner.

Is it treason to say the truth? A bitter truth, but no less true for that.

They say it grows so cold up here in winter that a man’s laughter freezes in his throat and chokes him to death,” Ned said evenly. “Perhaps that is why the Starks have so little humor.

Perhaps that is the secret. It is not what we do, so much as why we do it.