Quotes from George R.R. Martin

For the oak recalls the acorn, the acorn dreams the oak, the stump lives in them both.

Davos said. I was trying to win the throne to save the kingdom, when I should have been trying to save the kingdom to win the throne.

Would that some could find the courage to help themselves. Craster sprawls in his loft even now, stinking of wine and lost to sense. On his board below lies a sharp new axe. Were it me, I'd name it "Answered Prayer' and make an end.

Every hurt is a lesson, and every lesson makes you better.

You unfailingly omnibothersome bitch,

It's dangerous being free, but most come to like the taste o' it,

If I fight, they must do the same, or they are less than dwarfs. "You won't hear me shout out Joffrey's name," he told them. "You won't hear me yell for Casterly Rock either. This is your city Stannis means to sack, and that's your gate he's bringing down. So come with me and kill the son of a bitch!

Neither's the one you get, less you want me to see if your apple's ripe, yet. - Yoren

Ser Rodrik shouted "Winterfell!" and rode to meet him, with Bronn and Chiggen beside him, screaming some wordless battle cry. Ser Willis Wode followed, swinging a spiked morningstar around his head. "Harrenhal! Harrenhal!" he sang. Tyrion felt a sudden urge to leap up, brandish his axe, and boom out, "Casterly Rock!" but the insanity passed quickly and he crouched down lower.

Be brave, she told herself. Be brave, like a lady in a song.

It was a clear cold night and the stars shone down upon the mountains as bright and merciless as truth.

The things we love destroy us every time

Secrets are worth more than silver and sapphires.

When your womb quickens again, and you bear a living child, then he will return, and not before.

His blood is bad. He needs to be leeched. The leeches suck away the bad blood, all the rage and pain. No man can think so full of anger.

Where were the gods then? The gods don't care about men, no more than kings care about peasants.

A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same.

Hay muchas cosas que no comprendo —reconoció Davos—. Nunca he dicho lo contrario. Sé de ríos y de mares, de la forma de las costas y dónde acechan las rocas en los bajíos. Sé de calas secretas en las que un barco puede atracar sin que nadie lo vea. Y sé que un rey protege a su pueblo, de lo contrario no es un rey.

The scent of blood or the scent of gold, they smell the same in the end.

One day the singers will make all of us immortal.

They bought clams and cockles from her, told her true tales of Braavos and lies about their lives, and laughed at the way she talked when she tried to speak Braavosi.

Hands of gold are always cold, but a woman's hands are always warm.

A chain needs all sorts of metals, and a land needs all sorts of people.

He made plans to keep himself sane, built castles of hope in the dark.