I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.

Ideas are cheap. I have more ideas now than I could ever write up. To my mind, it's the execution that is all-important.

When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers, Azor Ahai shall be born again amidst smoke and salt to wake dragons out of stone.

You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you.

Start trying to work out who deserves what, and before long you'll spend the rest of your days weeping for each and every person in the world.

If I die, I die friendless and abandoned. What choice did that leave him, but to live?

A man who fights for coin is loyal only to his purse.