Quotes About Betrayal

Some words are wind, ser. Some are treason.

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.

Thank you for your many lessons Lord Baelish. I will never forget them.

My words lied.My eyes and my arm shouted out the truth,but you were not seeing.

Kill me, and be cursed. You are no king of mine.

The lies we tell for love, he thought. May the gods forgive me.

Let his sword break and his shield shatter, Sansa thought coldly as she shoved out through the doors, let his courage fail him and every man desert him.

By the time Jon Snow signed the parchment the Braavosi drew up, both of them were half-drunk and quite unhappy. Jon thought that a good sign.

Now I understand why King Stannis let the wildlings through the Wall. He means for us to eat them.

I had feared it from the start, from the moment you first smiled at me and let me touch your hand. My own father could not love me. Why would you if not for gold?

The Red Keep shelters two sorts of people, Lord Eddard, Varys said. Those who are loyal to the realm, and those who are loyal only to themselves.

Jay wondered how they'd feel the morning they all woke up and realized that somehow Camelot had turned into Mordor.

She just laughed in his face and told him she'd sooner crawl in a bed with his father's leeches before she'd crawl in one with him. She stopped laughing when he put his knife in her.

No one who wears a crown is ever safe.

Prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth, and you moan with the pleasure of it and think, how sweet, how fine, how good this is... and then her teeth snap shut and your moans turn to screams... Prophecy will bite your prick off everytime,

You disappoint me, Arianne. Said the crow to the raven. You have been disappointing me for years, Father.

He won the war on the battlefield and lost it in a bedchamber, poor fool.

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.

Who in seven hells is this one?" "The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard," Jaime returned with cold courtesy. "I might ask the same of you, my lady." "Lady? I'm no lady. I'm the queen." "My sister will be surprised to hear that." "Lord Ryman crowned me his very self." She gave a shake of her ample hips. "I'm the queen o' whores." No, Jaime thought, my sweet sister holds that title too.

Gentler than the Lanisters is dryer than the sea.

Friend or foe, the crows care not.

Pick," he said, "or we kill them all." On her knees, weeping, Helaena named her youngest, Maelor. Perhaps she thought the boy was too young to understand, or perhaps it was because the older boy, Jaehaerys, was King Aegon's firstborn son and heir, next in line to the Iron Throne. "You hear that, little boy?" Cheese whispered to Maelor. "Your momma wants you dead." Then he gave Blood a grin, and the hulking swordsman slew Prince Jaehaerys,

on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.

A son for a son, heh. But that's a grandson...and he never was much use." --Walder Frey