A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire, #1)

by George R.R. Martin

If you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.

If you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die.

Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.

“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.”

Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.”

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.”

“Know the men who follow you,” she heard him tell Robb once, “and let them know you. Don’t ask your men to die for a stranger.”

“None of us is ever ready,” he said. “For knighthood?” “For death.”

chain needs all sorts of metals, and a land needs all sorts of people.”

“When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.”

We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.