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One-and-twenty sorts of birds," said Ser Kyle. "One-and-twenty sorts of bird droppings," said Ser Maynard. "You have no poetry in your heart, ser." "You have shit upon your shoulder.

When I sleep I turn into a wolf. Bran turned his face away and looked back out into the night. Do wolves dreams?

Your brother was a terrible traitor, I know, but if we start killing men at weddings they'll be even more frightened of marriage than they are presently.

She has the blood of a wolf," said Joffrey. "And you have the wits of a goose," said Tyrion.

This world is twisted beyond hope, when lowborn smugglers must vouch for the honor of kings.

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. »

So spare me your envy. It was the gods who neglected to give you a cock, not me.

One of your northmen hit me with a morningstar during the battle on the Green Fork. I escaped him by falling off my horse. (Tyrion)

Is that gallantry I smell, or just stupidity? The two scents are much alike, as I recall.

Well, even if the boy lives, he'll be a cripple, grotesque. Give me a good, clean death any day.'...'Speaking for the grotesques, I'll have to disagree. Death is so final. Whereas life, ah life is so full of possibilities.

Without honor, a knight is no more than a common killer. It is better to die with honor than to live without it.

The letter . . . What did your lords make of it, I wonder?" Stannis snorted. "Celtigar pronounced it admirable. If I showed him the contents of my privy, he would declare that admirable as well.

If she pops out sons the way she pops in tarts, the Dreadfort will soon be overrun with Boltons.

Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell)

but I am running to and you are running from, and there's a world of difference there.

Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.

No godless man may sit the Seastone Chair!

And Winterfell … grey granite, oak and iron, crows wheeling around the towers, steam rising off the hot pools in the godswood, the stone kings sitting on their thrones … how could Winterfell be gone?

How long has it been since you've eaten? My faith is all the nourishment I need. Faith is like porridge. Better with milk and honey.

Fool's blood, king's blood, blood on the maiden's thigh, but chains for the guests and chains for the bridegroom, aye aye aye.

I was very sorry to hear about your losses. Your brother was a terrible traitor, I know, but if we start killing men at weddings they'll be more frightened of marriage than they are presently. (Olenna Tyrell to Sansa Stark

he counts to ten as quick as any man, I have seen him do it... though when he needs to go to twenty he does take off his boots.

Does this mud look like shit to you? Could it be that this whole hill is made of Craster"s shit?" Jon smiled. "Well, I hear he's been here a long time," ...

Tyrion: Careful now, Shagga, you've cut him. Shagga: Dolf fathered warriors, not barbers.