When you buy and sell people for a living, cruelty and brutality become a way of life.
Weapons are tools. Those that use them are, by extension, functional assets that we must use to our best advantage.
Buried, burned? This is good meat. Feed it to the hounds.
What happened to you? You look like you got ass-f***ed by the business end of a hammer.[to Victoria]
Weakness dies screaming.
Who holds the Stepstones?[Viserys Targaryen]The tides, the crabs, and 2,000 dead Triarchy corsairs, staked to the sand to warn those who might follow.[Daemon Targaryen]
Sometimes, brutality is the only path to mercy.
One of the things us warriors seldom talk about is how often people s*** themselves when they die. It’s a touch of gray in the white cloud of kicking ass.
No matter how many f***ing platitudes you find on the internet, the world is a seriously dangerous place to be, where no one is ever safe from one bad surprise ruining their entire f***ing life. And you know why that is? Because the most dangerous f***ing creatures on this planet are us.[to Martin]
I killed your friend, Foggy. I didn’t think twice. That’s who I am.[to Daredevil]
Her children are bastards! And she is a wh**e.[Vaemond Velaryon, about Rhaenyra]I will have your tongue for that.[Viserys Targaryen]He can keep his tongue.[Daemon Targaryen, after cutting off Vaemond’s head]
America knows and incinerates a cult when it sees one.
