Men can’t own the land no more’n they can own the sea or the sky.
My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
You know nothing, Jon Snow.[repeated often in the rest of the book]
When you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him.
We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.
War makes thieves of many honest folk.
There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs.
The sun will not cease to shine if we miss a prayer or two.
The oak recalls the acorn, the acorn dreams the oak, the stump lives in them both.
The greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them.
Sorcery is a sword without a hilt. There is no safe way to grasp it.
Small men curse what they cannot understand.