Quotes About Authority

A lord may love the men that he commands, but he cannot be a friend to them. One day he may need to sit in judgement on them, or send them forth to die.

The king eats, they say, and the Hand takes the shit.

The Iron Throne is mine by rights. All those who deny that are my foes." "The whole of the realm denies it, brother," said Renley. "Old men deny it with their death rattle, and unborn children deny it in their mothers' wombs. They deny it in Dorne and they deny it on the Wall. No one wants you for their king. Sorry.

The maester smiled...Hush now, child, I'm much older than you. I can....die as I please.

I don't want to be a queen. I want to be the queen.

I can't command you to be brave, but I can command you to hide your fears.

Power is a trick. It lies where we believe it lies.

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

Be certain," Catelyn told her son, "or go home and take up that wooden sword again. You cannot afford to seem indecisive in front of men like Roose Bolton and Rickard Karstark. Make no mistake, Robb-these are your bannermen, not your friends. You named yourself battle commander. Command.

When it comes to swords, a queen is only a woman after all.

There is entirely too much tut-tutting in this realm, if you ask me. All these kings would do a deal better if they put down their swords and listened to their mothers.

If I wanted to honor you, I´d let you retire. I am planing to make you run the kingdom and fight the wars while I eat and drink

Just where do you think you are going, Arya?' the septa demanded. Arya glared at her. 'I have to go shoe a horse,' she said sweetly taking a brief satisfaction in the shock on the septa's face.

When a pirate grows rich enough, they make him a prince.

Do as you're told, sweetling, it won't be so bad. Wolves are supposed to be brave, aren't they?

No one who wears a crown is ever safe.

Any man who must say 'I am king' is no true king at all.

When the gods are silent, lords and kings will make themselves heard.

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.

It is hard to take orders from a man you laughed at in your cups,

All kings must be butchers or meat.

You heard me. Go away. But... where should I go? To hell or home, as you prefer.

Art is not a democracy. People don't get to vote on how it ends.

It seems to me that a queen who trusts no one is as foolish as a queen who trusts everyone.