Tears aren't a woman's only weapon.

She had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I’m the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.

Show me the path I must walk and do not let me stumble in the dark places that lie ahead.

His cloak was his crowning glory; sable, thick and black and soft as sin.

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck." Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.

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

You know, I've always considered women to be people.