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

by George R.R. Martin

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

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.” He

“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.”