I’ve never been much of a fighter. Apologies for what you’re about to see.
I don’t want to fight you, Jorah the Andal. What do I have to gain? If I win, I’m the s*** who killed an old man. If I lose, I’m the s*** who was killed by an old man.
I don’t care who’s sitting at the high table. Jon was my friend. And those f*****s butchered him. Now we return the favor.
I choose violence.
Everyone who makes a joke about a dwarf’s height thinks he’s the only person ever to make a joke about a dwarf’s height.
Everyone is what they are and where they are for a reason.
Even confessing feels good under the right circumstances.
Edmure is back in a cell. Can’t go killing my son by law. It wouldn’t be right. Give the family a bad name.
Dragons are intelligent. More intelligent than men according to some maesters. They have affection for their friends and fury for their enemies.
Does death only come for the wicked and leave the decent behind?
Congress does not require desire on the woman’s part, only patience.
Buried, burned? This is good meat. Feed it to the hounds.