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He had taken off Father’s face, Bran thought, and donned the face of Lord Stark of Winterfell.
the man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
a direwolf dead in the snow, a broken antler in its throat.
It was the last thing in the world he wanted.
“Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.”
Whoever Jon’s mother had been, Ned must have loved her fiercely, for nothing Catelyn said would persuade him to send the boy away.
Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.”
“Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle.
somehow Jon knew that if it fell, the world fell with it.
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.”
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
“The common people pray for rain, healthy children, and a summer that never ends,” Ser Jorah told her. “It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace.” He gave a shrug. “They never are.”
I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things.”
Distrusting me was the wisest thing you’ve done since you climbed down off your horse.”
His passions were books and kittens and dancing, clumsy as he was.
“We’re not friends,” Jon said. He put a hand on Sam’s broad shoulder. “We’re brothers.”
stole gold from the sun to brighten his curly hair.
The septons preach about the seven hells. What do they know? Only a man who’s been burned knows what hell is truly like.
War should not be a game.”
I never bet against my family.”
All halls lead somewhere. Where there is a way in, there is a way out. Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Perhaps the direwolf and the lion were not the only beasts in the woods,
“Your brother?” Ned said. “Or your lover?”
“When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.”
this man who had once been her brother.
He was no dragon, Dany thought, curiously calm. Fire cannot kill a dragon.
