The next time you fail me will be the last time you fail me.[to Tyrion]
The love between a man and wife is sacred. It reflects the love the gods have for all of us. But sin leads us away from the sacred. And only confession can purge sin.
The law is the law.
The future is s***. Just like the past.
The day I ask my people to fight with the crows is the day my people cut my guts from my belly and make me eat them.
The best way to forge a lasting alliance isn’t by peeling a man’s skin off. The best way is marriage.
That is life. We each have our roles.
Tens of thousands of innocent lives, one not particularly innocent dwarf, it seems like a fair trade.
So many men, they risk so little. They spend their lives avoiding danger. And then they die.
She trusted you to spread secrets that could destroy your own queen. And you did not let her down.[to Tyrion, about Sansa]
Remember what you are and what you are not.
Remember me? Yeah, you do. You’re even f***ing uglier than I am now. What did they do to you? Doesn’t matter. That’s not how it ends for you, brother. You know who’s coming for you. You’ve always known.