Quotes About Intrigue

Things can change quickly in the game of thrones. Words are wind, and the wind is always blowing at the Wall.

Cersei wondered what it would feel like to kiss another woman. Not lightly on the cheek, as was common courtesy amongst ladies of high birth, but full upon the lips. Taena's lips were very full. She wondered what it would feel like to suckle on those breasts, to lay the Myrish woman on her back and push her legs apart and use her as a man would use her.

Dorne has danced with dragons before," he said. "I would sooner sleep with scorpions.

Plots within plots, but all roads lead down the dragon's gullet.

Who can presume to know the heart of a dragon?

Secrets are worth more than silver and sapphires.

I arrived here a King's Hand, riding through the gates at the head of my own sworn men, Tyrion reflected, and I leave like a rat scuttling through the dark, holding hands with a spider.

Bloodraven is the root of all our woes, the white worm gnawimg at the heart of the realm.

The Red Keep has its secrets, known only to the dead.

Lord Baelish, what you suggest is treason." "Only if we lose.

The game of thrones takes many a queer turn.

And Ser Lyn Corbray?" The candlelight was dancing in his eyes. "Ser Lyn will remain my implacable enemy. He will speak of me with scorn and loathing to every man he meets, and lend his sword to every secret plot to bring me down." That was when her suspicion turned to certainty. "And how shall you reward him for this service?" Littlefinger laughed aloud.

Now, who is inside my solar?' 'Lord Littlefinger.' Podrick managed a quick look at his face, then hastily dropped his eyes. 'I meant, Lord Petyr. Lord Baelish. The master of coin.' 'You make him sound a crowd.

the faint smell of corruption clung to it like a woman's perfume.

I was so careful. How could he know? Someone told. Someone always tells.

Grandmother,' Margaery said, 'mind your words, or what will Sansa think of us?' 'She might think we have some wits about us. One of us, at any rate.

Hear me, Daenerys Targaryen. The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken and dark flame, lion and griffin, the sun's son and the mummer's dragon. Trust none of them. Remember the Undying. Beware the perfumed seneschal.

It was not like to win him back his lost honor, but the notion of keeping faith when they all expected betrayal amused him more than he could say.

Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next. Sometimes the best way to baffle them is to make moves that have no purpose, or even seem to work against you. Remember that, Sansa, when you come to play the game." "What … what game?" "The only game. The game of thrones.

The sphinx is the riddle, not the riddler. Do you knows what that means? No. Is it a riddle?

No, thought the dwarf, he plays the game of thrones, and you and Griff and Duck are only pieces, to be moved where he will and sacrificed at need, just as he sacrificed Viserys.

To Queen her is to kill her.

Littlefinger laughed aloud. "With gold and boys and promises, of course. Ser Lyn is a man of simple tastes, my sweetling. All he likes is gold and boys and killing.

she ducked from her doorway and pressed on, neither too fast nor too slow, soft bootheels silent on the dewy cobbles, her unexceptional hood drawn down to an inconspicuous degree, the very image of a person with just the average amount to hide.