Quotes from George R.R. Martin

Now here is a riddle," Melisandre said. "A clever fool and a foolish wise man.

And Arya, well . . . Ned's visitors would oft mistake her for a stableboy if they rode into the yard unannounced. Arya was a trial, it must be said. Half a boy and half a wolf pup.

If there are gods, why is the world so full of pain and injustice?" "Because of men like you." "There are no men like me. There's only me.

Las verdades más dolorosas son a las que más hay que aferrarse.

It is one thing to deceive a king, and quite another to hide from the cricket in the rushes and the little bird in the chimney.

Did you think I was as blind as Father?" Tyrion rubbed his cheek. "Who you lie with is no matter to me … although it doesn't seem quite just that you should open your legs for one brother and not the other.

The septons preach the seven hells. What do they know? Only a man who's been burned knows what hell is truly like.

Un hombre puede ser valiente cuando tiene miedo? —Es el único momento en que puede ser valiente.

The Lord of Casterly Rock made such an impressive figure that it was a shock when his destrier dropped a load of dung right at the base of the throne.

Inform him that he does not have my leave to die. - Cercei Lannister

There are worse ways to die than warm and drunk. I knew a brother drowned himself in wine once. It was a poor vintage, though, and his corpse did not improve it.

My father was a traitor," Sansa said at once. "And my brother and lady mother are traitors as well." That reflex she had learned quickly. "I am loyal to my beloved Joffrey." "No doubt. As loyal as a deer surrounded by wolves." "Lions," she whispered, without thinking. She glanced about nervously, but there was no one close enough to hear.

I'll have no songs about how brave you died, Kingmaker. There's tens o'thousands dead on your account.

The world was full of cravens who pretended to be heroes; it took a queer sort of courage to admit to cowardice as Samwell Tarly had.

Most of the stories you hear about dragons are fodder for fools.

With scarcely a moment's respite, they began to play a very different sort of song. No one sang the words, but Catelyn knew "The Rains of Castamere" when she heard it. Edwyn was hurrying toward a door. She hurried faster, driven by the music. Six quick strides and she caught him. And who are you, the proud lord said, that I must bow so low?

Lem glowered. "Your lion friends ride into some village, take all the food and every coin they find, and call it foraging. the wolves as well, so why not us? no one robbed you, dog. You just been good and foraged.

She always said that it didn't matter what your voice was like so long as you loved the song.

Like their dragons, the Targaryens answered to neither gods nor men.

Can a bird hate? Jon had slain the wildling Orell, but some part of the man remained within the eagle. The golden eyes looked out on him with cold malevolence.

Take me away, take me to the land of always-winter

The boys were going to a place that none had ever been before, to serve an order that had been the enemy of their kith and kin for thousands of years, yet Jon saw no tears, heard no wailing mothers. These are winter's people, [...] tears freeze upon your cheeks where they come from.

Kings are supposed to put the realm before their sisters.

Jaime: "Bir el kaybettim, bir baba, bir o?ul, bir k?z karde?, bir sevgili ve çok yak?nda bir erkek karde? kaybedece?im. Ve bana hâlâ Lannister Hanedan?'n?n bu sava?? kazand???n? söylüyorlar.