I do so hope he plays us 'The Rains of Castamere.' It has been an hour. I've forgotten how it goes -- Olenna Tyrell, the HBIC

I'm sorry that I never trusted you. I don't know how to do that anymore.

Tyrion wondered what it would be like to have a twin, and decided that he would rather not know. Bad enough to face himself in a looking glass every day.

Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.

Mothers." The man made a word sound like a curse. "I think birthing does something to your minds. You are all mad.

The Gods give with one hand and take with the other.

There is only one god and his name is Death. And there is only one thing we say to Death: “Not today.