No man should live longer than his teeth.
The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond. Flowers and mushrooms alike wore coats of glass. Even the mud puddles had a bright brown sheen. Th...
One day, promised herself as she lay abed, one day she would allow herself to be less than strong.
There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen
Some say knowledge is power. Some tell us that all power comes from the gods. Others say it derives from law. Yet that day on the steps of Baelor’s Sept, our godly High Septon and the lawful Queen Regent and your ever-so-knowledgeable servant were ...
Power resides only where men believe it resides. [...] A shadow on the wall, yet shadows can kill. And ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow.
Tyrion cocked his head sideways. “Did you mean to answer your damned riddle, or only to make my head ache worse?” Varys smiled. “Here, then. Power resides where men believe it resides. No more and no less.” “So power is a mummer’s trick?�...
Power resides where men it resides. No more and no less.
Sėdi kambaryje trys didūs vyrai - karalius, žynys ir auksu aptekęs turtuolis. Tarp jų stovi samdomas karys, paprastas žemakilmis, nedidelio proto žmogelis. Kiekvienas didžiūnas įtikinėja jį nužudyti kitus du. Karalius sako: "Užmušk juo...
Valdžia yra ten, kur žmonės mano ją esant. Nei daugiau, nei mažiau.
How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore?" Jaime reached for the flagon to refill his cup. "So many vows...they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his biddi...
I will hurt you for this. I don't know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you'll know the debt is paid.
worms have crawled up your nose and eaten your wits.
The gods made our bodies as well as our souls, is it not so? They give us voices, so we might worship them with song. They give us hands, so we might build them temples. And they give us desire, so we might mate and worship them in that way.
Bran knew that men slept on top of women when they shared a bed. Sleeping under Lord Manderly would be like sleeping under a fallen horse, he imagined.
One man on the wall is worth ten beneath it.
One day, she promised herself as she lay abed, one day she would allow herself to be less than strong.
I am walking, he thought, exulting. Part of him knew that it was only a dream, but even the dream of walking was better than the truth of his bedchamber, walls and ceiling and door.
The storms come and go, the waves crash overhead, the big fish eat the little fish, and I keep on paddling. (Varys)
A wise man did not pour wildfire on a brazier. Instead he poured a fresh cup of wine.
Your brother Jaime keeps losing battles. He gave Sansa an angry look, as if it were her fault. He’s been taken by the Starks and we’ve lost Riverrun and now her stupid brother is calling himself a king. The dwarf smiled crookedly. “All sorts of...
