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November 23 - December 30, 2018
It was alive with moonlight, translucent, a shard of crystal so thin that it seemed almost to vanish when seen edge-on.
A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is.”
sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one.
“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.”
West of the road were flint hills, grey and rugged, with tall watchtowers on their stony summits.
When the wind blew from the north, long plumes of ice crystals flew from the high peaks like banners.
my legs may be too small for my body, but my head is too large, although I prefer to think it is just large enough for my mind.
My mind is my weapon. My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer, and I have my mind … and a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.”
Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.”
Never draw your sword unless you mean to use it.
“If the wicked do not fear the King’s Justice, you have put the wrong man in the office.”
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.”
Minds are like swords, I do fear. The old ones go to rust.
The monsters were still there, but the fear was gone.
All halls lead somewhere. Where there is a way in, there is a way out. Fear cuts deeper than swords.
Sky’s weathered stones were rimed with frost, and long spears of ice hung from the slopes above.
His brother never untied a knot when he could slash it in two with his sword.
A king should never sit easy,
He never trusted what a man told him from his knees.
“When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.”
How small the difference between victory and defeat, between life and death.
The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then comes the thinking, afterward, and in that way knowing the truth.”
A nightmare this might be, yet it was no dream.
