What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms . . . or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.

'Rome' was one of my favourite shows, and I wish HBO had given it three more seasons 'cause I would have loved to continue watching it.

Why is it that when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know what's on the other side?

Anyone can be killed.

It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.

In a heartbeat, a thousand voices took up the chant. King Joffrey and King Robb and King Stannis were forgotten, and King Bread ruled alone. "Bread." they clamored. "Bread, Bread!

A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.