Crowns do queer things to the heads beneath them.
— Tyrion Lannister (ACOK)
It all goes back and back, to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them. We are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us, and one day our own children will take up our strings and dance in our steads.
— Tyrion Lannister (via fuckyeahasoiaf)
Opening your eyes is all that is needing. The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then
comes the thinking, afterward, and in that way knowing the truth.
— Syrio Forel, A Game of Thrones (via txwhitewolf)
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.
— George R.R. Martin - a Song of Ice and Fire (via mshf)
Hated him? I worshiped him. Every girl in the seven kingdoms dreamed of him but he was mine by oath. And when I finally saw him on our wedding day in the Sept of Baelor, lean and fierce and black bearded, it was the happiest moment of my life. And that night he crawled on top of me stinking of wine, and did what he did — what little he could do — he whispered in my ear “Lyanna”. Your sister was a corpse and I was a living girl and he loved her more than me.
— Queen Cersei, Game of Thrones (via midnightinjapan)
Trouble is the perfect time for training.
— Syrio to Arya, Game of Thrones, 1:6 (via dialogueasadiagram)
It is not the foes who curse you to your face that you must fear, but those who smile when you are looking and sharpen their knives when you turn your back. You would do well to keep your wolf close beside you. Ice, I see, and daggers in the dark. Blood frozen red and hard, and naked steel. It was very cold.
— Melisandre (via swordinthedarkness)
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.
— Maester Aemon (via poydrasreview)
She imagined how sweet it would be to slam an elbow into Septa Scolera’s face and send her careening down the spiral steps. If the gods were good, the wrinkled old cunt might crash into Septa Unella and take her down with her.
“It is good to see you smiling again” Scolera said.
Cersei Lannister- A Dance With Dragons
When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.
— A Game of Thrones (via baratheonbastard)
King Jaehaerys once told me that madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a new Targaryen is born, he said, the gods toss the coin in the air, and the world holds its breath to see how it will land.
— Ser Barristan Selmy, A Dance With Dragons (via afterthecurtain)
Sometimes I think everyone is just pretending to be brave, and none of us really are. Maybe pretending is how you get brave.
— Grenn - A Storm of Swords - George R.R. Martin (via prancingmalfoys)
When the sun has set, no candle can replace it.
— Loras tyrell (A storm of swords)