He did not know which was more painful, the waking or the sleeping. When he slept, he dreamed: dark disturbing dreams of blood and broken promises. When he woke, there was nothing to do but think, and his waking thoughts were worse than nightmares.

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

I am the blood of the dragon. Do not presume to teach me lessons.

There are no happy endings.

I prefer to work with grey characters rather than black and white.

O medo corta mais profundamente do que as espadas.

Little redcape," he snarled, "when next you bare steel on Shagga son of Dolf, I will chop off your manhood and roast it in the fire." "What, no goats?" Tyrion said, taking a bite of his cheese.