If you pull that trigger, right, you pull that trigger for a f*****g honourable reason. Like an honourable man, not like some f*****g civilian that does not understand the wicked way of our world, mate.
What is honor compared to a woman’s love? And what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? Or a brother’s smile?
The man was a traitor, he tried to buy my loyalty![Janos Slynt, about Ned Stark]The fool… he had no idea you were already bought![Tyrion Lannister]Are you drunk?! I’ll not have my honour questioned by an imp![Janos Slynt]I’m not questioning your honour, Lord Janos… I’m denying its existence![Tyrion Lannister]
You honor the dead by going on. Even when you’re scared. You live because they don’t get to.
I may not always win, but I never back out of a fight.
I don’t need a knife to stop me telling secrets given in confidence. It is a matter of honour.
What is a sword?[The Swordmaker]The soul of a samurai.[Mizu]It is a line. On one side of the line is life. The other, death. The edge we forge cuts the line between life and death.[The Swordmaker]
We exist because of sex. It’s not something to be afraid of. It’s something to honor. To enjoy.
There’s no honor among thieves… except for us of course.
It is often said there is no honor among thieves. That’s doubly true of drug dealers.
We honor the dead for giving us the world we inherited. However, we must recognize we are doomed if we allow the dead to govern us.
We all do our duty when there’s no cost to it. Honor comes easy then.
