It’s been said that as Targaryens, we are closer to gods than to men. And the Iron Throne puts us a touch closer, perhaps. But, if we are to serve the Seven Kingdoms, we must answer to their gods.[to Jacaerys and Lucerys]
It is a sin to deny your appetites. They are what make us fully alive as mortal men.
It is a never-ending inconvenience, this insistence of the people being fed.
If war’s first stroke is to fall, it will not be by my hand.
If dragons begin fighting dragons, we invite our own destruction. Fear of it is in itself a weapon.
I’m next in line to the throne. Should they come looking for me, I intend to be found.[to Criston Cole]
I would rather feed my sons to the dragons than have them carry shields and cups for your drunken, usurper c**t of a king.[to Otto]
I wish to spill blood, not ink!
I will never be a son.[in High Valyrian]
I promise you, in time, you and I together will prevail.[to Alicent]
I may have lost an eye, but I gained a dragon.
I may be the Princess of Dragonstone, but I am toothless.[to Criston]
