Quotes About Loyalty

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.

Watch over my brother, you bloody bastard, he's one of yours. Tyrion praying to the Warrior

When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground

A sword's a sword, a helm's a helm, and if you reach in the fire you get burned, no matter who you're serving.

Catelyn had never been so glad to see the twin tower badge of House Frey.

Varys appeared not long after Lord Jacelyn had left. "Men are such faithless creatures," he said by way of greeting. Tyrion sighed. "Who's the traitor today?" The eunuch handed him a scroll. "So much villainy, it sings a sad song for our age. Did honor die with your fathers?

The pie is meant to be the marriage, and a true marriage has in it many sorts of things—joy and grief, pain and pleasure, love and lust and loyalty. So it is fitting that there be birds of many sorts. No man ever truly knows what a new wife will bring him.

This is old news, and stale," growled the Shavepate. "Your mother said the same of your father's kisses," Daario replied.

The king dies, Ned Stark thought, and the Hand is buried.

Someone told. Someone always tells.

Ned's mouth tightened in anger. "Nor will I. Leave it be, Robert, for the love you say you bear me. I dishonored myself and I dishonored Catelyn, in the sight of gods and men.

Joffrey is in my prayers as well," said Margaery. "I loved him dearly, though I never had the chance to know him." Liar, the queen thought. If you had loved him even for an instant, you would not have been in such unseemly haste to wed his brother. His crown was all you ever wanted. For

Stannis, my lord, my sad sullen boy, son I never had, you must not do this, don't you know how I have cared for you, lived for you, loved you despite all? Yes, loved you, better than Robert even, or Renly, for you were the one unloved, the one who needed me most.

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. He

Starks of Winterfell: a grey direwolf racing across an ice-white field.

Things can change quickly in the game of thrones.

My smile is my servant, he should come at my command.

blood runs truer than oaths.

her son upon his throne. When the lion falls the lesser beasts move in: the jackals and the

Your people will not love you if you take from them the gods they have always worshiped, and give them one whose very name sounds queer on their tongues.

Six of the young cupbearers were playing some child's game as he entered, sitting in a circle on the floor as they took turns spinning a dagger. When it wobbled to a stop they cut a lock of hair off whichever of them the blade was pointing at.

They do not expect the north to believe their lies, not truly, but they think we must pretend to believe or die.

Hodor squatted down beside the door, rocking back and forth on his haunches and muttering, "Hodor, hodor, hodor." Bran

Jon was still not certain how he felt about it. Robb a king? The brother he'd played with, fought with, shared his first cup of wine with? But not mother's milk, no. So now Robb will sip summerwine from jeweled goblets, while I'm kneeling beside some stream sucking snowmelt from cupped hands.