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Why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones?
Sep 27, 2025
Will you make a song for him?' the woman asked. 'He has a song,' the man replied. 'He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
The common people pray for rain, healthy children and a summer that never ends. It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace.
In the game of thrones, even the humblest pieces can have wills of their own. Sometimes they refuse to make the moves you've planned for them.
And any man who must say 'I am king' is no true king at all.
I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood.
Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next. Sometimes the best way to baffle them is to make moves that have no purpose, or even seem to work against you. Remember that, Sansa, when you come to play the game.” “What . . . what game?” “The only game. The game of thrones.” -(Littlefinger)
You know nothing, Jon Snow
History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.
When your enemies defy you, you must serve them steel and fire. When they go to their knees, however, you must help them back to their feet. Elsewise no man will ever bend the knee to you
What is dead may never die, but rises again, stronger and harder.
Sometimes the best way to baffle them is to make moves that have no purpose, or even seem to work against you
The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. If you would take a man's life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.
My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer and I have my mind...and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone if it is to keep its edge. That's why I read so much Jon Snow.
You are the blood of the dragon. You can make a hat.
You could make a poultice out of mud to cool a fever. You could plant seeds in mud and grow a crop to feed your children. Mud would nourish you, where fire would only consume you, but fools and children and young girls would choose fire every time.
There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.
Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.
I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.
Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.
Why should death make a man truthful, or even clever? The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints - the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than I do.
True knights protect the weak.” He snorted. “There are no true knights, no more than there are gods. If you can’t protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don’t ever believe any different.” Sansa backed away from him. “You’re awful.” “I’m honest. It’s the world that’s awful.
A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward.
There's no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it.
There are no men like me. There's only me
She was Daenerys Stormborn, the Unburnt, Khaleesi and queen, Mother of Dragons, slayer of warlocks, breaker of chains, and there was no one in the world that she could trust.
Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same.
When you tear out a man's tongue, you are not proving him a liar, you're only telling the world that you fear what he might say.
For they are the knights of summer, and winter is coming.
For the night is dark and full of terrors.
A Lannister always pays his debts.
When you play a game of thrones you win or you die.
Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle.
Don’t call me Lord Snow.” The dwarf lifted an eyebrow. “Would you rather be called the Imp? Let them see that their words can cut you and you’ll never be free of the mockery. If they want to give you a name take it make it your own. Then they can’t hurt you with it anymore.
What's dead may never die.
Fear cuts deeper than swords.
A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.
The man who never reads lives only one.
It was the easiest thing in the world for Arya to step up behind him and stab him. “Is there gold hidden in the village?” she shouted as she drove the blade up through his back. “Is there silver? Gems?” She stabbed twice more. “Is there food? Where is Lord Beric?” She was on top of him by then, still stabbing. “Where did he go? How many men were with him? How many knights? How many bowmen? How many, how many, how many, how many, how many, how many? is there gold in the village?
So many vows … they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It’s too much. No matter what you do, you’re forsaking one vow or another.
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies.
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.
The only time a man can be brave is when he is afraid.
There is only one god and his name is Death. And there is only one thing we say to Death: “Not today.
I'm honest. It's the world that's awful.
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.
Swift as a deer. Quiet as a shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water.
Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.
Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used against you