Ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow. Tyrion smiled. Lord Varys, I am growing strangely fond of you. I may kill you yet, but I think I'd feel sad about it. I will take that as high praise.

Every man must die, Jon Snow. But first he must live.

I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.

She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.

Life is not a song, sweetling. Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow.

There was an agelessness about him, a stillness; on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.

Perhaps I cannot make my people good, she told herself, but I should at least try to make them a little less bad.