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Quotes About Jon Snow

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George R.R. Martin
“You are your mother's trueborn son of Lannister."

"Am I?" the dwarf replied, sardonic. "Do tell my lord father. My mother died birthing me, and he's never been sure."

"I don't even know who my mother was," Jon said.

"Some woman, no doubt. Most of them are." He favored Jon with a rueful grin. "Remember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs."

And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune.

When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“Don’t call me Lord Snow.”
The dwarf lifted an eyebrow. “Would you rather be called the Imp? Let them see that their words can cut you and you’ll never be free of the mockery. If they want to give you a name take it make it your own. Then they can’t hurt you with it anymore.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“You know nothing, Jon Snow”
George R.R. Martin

George R.R. Martin
“Kill the boy, Jon Snow. Winter is almost upon us. Kill the boy and let the man be born.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“I know I want you," he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked as her name day, and he was as hard as the rock around them. He had been in her half a hundred times by now, but always beneath furs, with others all around them. He had never seeen how beautiful she was. Her legs were skinny and well muscled, the hair at the juncture of her thighs a brighter red than that on her head. Does that make it even luckier? He pulled her close.

"I love the smell of you," he said. "I love your red hair. I love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. I love your smile. I love your teats." He kissed them, one and then the other. "I love your skinny legs, and what's between them." He knelt to kiss her there, lightly on her mound at first, but Ygritte moved her legs apart a little, and he saw the pink inside and kissed that as well, and tasted her.

She gave a little gasp. "If you love me all so much, why are you still dressed?" she whispered. "You know nothing, Jon Snow. Noth---oh. Oh. OHHH."

Afterward, she was almost shy, or as shy as Ygritte ever got. "The thing you did," she said, when they lay together on their piled clothes. "With your...mouth." She hesistated. "Is that...is it what lordss do to their ladies, down in the south?"

"I don't think so." No one had ever told Jon just what lords did with their ladies. "I only...wanted to kiss you there, that's all. You seemed to like it."

"Aye. I...I liked it some. No one taught you such?"

"There's been no one," he confessed. "Only you.”
George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

George R.R. Martin
“The only time a man can be brave is when he is afraid.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“Be careful you don't cut yourself. The edges are sharp enough to shave with.'
'Girls don't shave', Arya said.
'Maybe they should. Have you ever seen the septa's legs?”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“You make us look bad', complained Toad.
'You looked bad before I ever met you', Jon told him.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“The ruby at Melisandre's throat gleamed red. "It is not those foes who curse you to your face that you must fear, but those who smile when you are looking and sharpen their knives when you turn your back. You would do well to keep your wolf close beside you. Ice, I see, and daggers in the dark. Blood frozen red and hard, and naked steel. It was very cold."
"It is always cold on the Wall."
"You think so?"
"I know so, my lady."
"Then you know nothing, Jon Snow," she whispered.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“Jon:'What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?'
Tyrion: 'Too hot, too noisy, and I'd drunk too much wine', the dwarf told him. 'I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“And all was black and still, and black and cold, and black and dead, and black.”
George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

George R.R. Martin
“Lord Snow wants to take my place now.' He sneered. 'I'd have an easier time teaching a wolf to juggle than you will training this aurochs.'
'I'll take that wager, Ser Alliser', Jon said. 'I'd love to see Ghost juggle.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“Jon wanted nothing more. No, he had to tell himself, those days are gone. The realization twisted in his belly like a knife. They had chosen him to rule. The Wall was his, and their lives were his as well. A lord may love the men that he commands, he could hear his lord father saying, but he cannot be a friend to them. One day he may need to sit in judgement on them, or send them forth to die.
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“Free folk don't follow names, or little cloth animals sewn on a tunic," the King-Beyond-the-Wall had told him. "They won't dance for coins, they don't care how your style yourself or what that chain of office means or who your grandsire was. They follow strength. They follow the man.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“Remember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs." And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune. When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“This is not Winterfell', he told him as he cut his meat with fork and dagger. 'On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you.”
George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

George R.R. Martin
“I don't ever want t' leave this cave, Jon Snow. Not ever ”
George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

George R.R. Martin
“„You're Ned Stark's bastard, aren't you?“
Jon felt a coldness pass right through him. He pressed his lips together and said nothing.
„Did I offend you?“ Lannister said. „Sorry. Dwarfs don't have to be tactful. Generations of capering fools in motley have won me the right to dress badly and say any damn thing that comes into my head.“ He grinned. „You are the bastard, though.“
„Lord Eddard Stark is my father,“ Jon admitted stiffly.
Lannister studied his face. „Yes,“ he said. „I can see it. You have more of the north in you than your brothers.“
„Half brothers,“ Jon corrected. He was pleased by the dwarf's comment, but he tried not to let it show.
„Let me give you some counsel, bastard,“ Lannister said. „Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strenght. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.“
Jon was in no mood for anyone's counsel. „What do you know about being a bastard?“
„All dwarfs are bastards in their father's eyes.“
„You are your mother's trueborn son of Lannister.“
„Am I?“ the dwarf replied, sardonic. „Do tell my lord father. My mother died birthing me, and he's never been sure.“
„I don't even know who my mother was,“ Jon said.
„Some woman, no doubt. Most of them are.“ He favored Jon with a rueful grin. „Remember this, boy. All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs.“ And with that he turned and sauntered back into the feast, whistling a tune. When he opened the door, the light from within threw his shadow clear across the yard, and for just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.”
George R.R. Martin

George R.R. Martin
“Melisandre: I pray for a glimpse of Azor Ahai, and R'hllor shows me only snow.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond. Flowers and mushrooms alike wore coats of glass. Even the mud puddles had a bright brown sheen. Through the shimmering greenery, the black tents of his brothers were encased in a fine glaze of ice. So there is magic beyond the Wall after all.”
George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

George R.R. Martin
“I don’t know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.”
“What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.”
“You gave me help when I needed it” Jon Snow said.
“I gave you nothing,” Tyrion said. “Words.”
“Then give your words to Bran too.”
George R.R. Martin

George R.R. Martin
“Shadows." The world seemed darker when he said it.
"Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“Hiçbir şey bilmiyorsun Jon Kar. Hırsız olan sizlersiniz. Bütün dünyayı aldınız ve özgür insanları dışarıda bırakmak için Sur'u inşa ettiniz.”
George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

George R.R. Martin
“Il meta-lupo non aveva risposte. Leccò il viso di Jon con la sua lingua
umida e ruvida come una raspa. Gli occhi di Spettro intercettarono gli ultimi
raggi del sole, scintillando come due enormi stelle colore del sangue.
"Occhi rossi" notò Jon "ma diversi da quelli di Melisandre." Gli occhi di
Spettro erano come quelli degli alberi-diga. "Occhi rossi, bocca rossa, pelliccia
bianca. Sangue e ossa, come un albero-cuore. Spettro, tu appartieni
agli antichi dèi." E di tutti i meta-lupo degli Stark, Spettro era l'unico con il
pelo bianco. Avevano trovato sei cuccioli, lui e Robb, nella neve di fine estate.
Cinque erano grigi, neri e marrone, per i cinque ragazzi Stark. L'ultimo
era bianco. Come snow, neve.
A quel punto, Jon Snow ebbe la sua risposta.”
George R.R. Martin, Il portale delle tenebre

George R.R. Martin
“Strike hard and true, crow, or I'll come back and haunt you.”
George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

George R.R. Martin
“Bütün insanlar ölmek zorunda Jon Kar, ama önce yaşayacağız.”
George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

George R.R. Martin
“Remember this, boy. "All dwarfs may be bastards, yet not all bastards need be dwarfs”
George R.R. Martin

George R.R. Martin
“Tengo las piernas cortas y retorcidas, y me cuesta caminar. Necesito una silla de montar especial para no caerme del caballo. Por cierto, la diseñé yo mismo, ya que hablamos del tema. Tenía que elegir entre eso o ir en poni. Tengo fuerza en los brazos, pero también son cortos. Nunca seré un espadachín. Si hubiera nacido en una familia de campesinos seguramente me habrían abandonado a la intemperie para que muriera, o me habrían vendido como monstruo de feria. Pero soy un Lannister de Roca Casterly, y eso que se perdieron las ferias. Se esperan cosas de mí. Mi padre fué Mano del Rey veinte años. Después resulta que mi hermano mató a ese mismo rey, ironías de la vida. Mi hermana se casó con el nuevo rey, y ese odioso sobrino que tengo será rey tras su muerte. Debo hacer algo por el honor de mi casa, ¿no te parece? Pero, ¿qué? Puede que tenga las piernas cortas en relación con mi cuerpo, pero la cabeza la tengo demasiado grande, aunque prefiero pensar que es del tamaño adecuado para mi mente. Tengo una idea bastante precisa de cuáles son mis puntos fuertes y mis puntos débiles. Mi mejor arma está en mi cerebro. Mi hermano tiene su espada, el rey Robert tiene su maza, y yo tengo mi mente...Pero una mente necesita de los libros igual que una espada de una piedra de amolar, para conservar el filo...Por eso leo tanto, Jon Nieves.”
George R.R. Martin

George R.R. Martin
“...But they were all dead now, even Arya, everyone but her half-brother, Jon. Some nights she heard talk of him, in the taverns and brothels of the Ragman's Harbor. The Black Bastard of the wall, one man had called him. Even Jon would never know Blind Beth, i bet. That made her sad.”
George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons

George R.R. Martin
“Yet even so, Jon Snow was not sorry he had come. There were wonders here as well. He had seen sunlight flashing on icy thin waterfalls as they plunged over the lips of sheer stone cliffs, and a mountain meadow full of autumn wildflowers, blue coldsnaps and bright scarlet frostfires and stands of piper's grass in russet and gold. He had peered down ravines so deep and black they seemed certain to end in some hell, and he had ridden his garron over a wind-eaten bridge of natural stone with nothing but sky to either side. Eagles nested in the heights and came down to hunt the valleys, circling effortlessly on great blue-grey wings that seemed almost part of the sky.”
George R.R. Martin

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