Ed Martin Quotes

That man said he’d take your head too.” “Well, as to that,” Yoren said, “if he can get it off my shoulders, he’s welcome to it.

Mother, I want to see him fly!

Viserys sold my mother's crown, and men called him a beggar. I shall keep this one, so men will call me a queen. (Daenerys)

I love you too, sweet sister. But you're a fool. A beautiful golden fool.

Jon Snow: I'm not afraid to die. Mormont: Nor life, I hope.

I am Cersei of House Lannister, a lion of the Rock, the rightful queen of these Seven Kingdoms, trueborn daughter of Tywin Lannister. And hair grows back.

...spend my time warring and whoring, that's what I was made for.

You must put these dreams aside, they will only break your heart.

I bet this is a brothel," she whispered to Gendry. "You don't even know what a brothel is." "I do so," she insisted. "It's like an inn, with girls.

She walked fast, to keep ahead of her fear.

It was bitingly cold up here,and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.

What could he have done, one man against so many?" He could have tried, Brienne thought.

If I wanted to honor you, I´d let you retire. I am planing to make you run the kingdom and fight the wars while I eat and drink

Tyrion: My gentle sister seems to have mistaken me for Ned Stark. Bronn: I hear he was taller. Tyrion: Not after Joff took off his head.

Once, I cut off a man's head, but he did not know it until he tried to brush his hair. Then it fell off.

I heard of a man who had a razor made of Valyrian steel. He cut his head off trying to shave.

The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true.

A man could not always be where he belonged, though.

You little fool. Tears are not a woman's only weapon. You've got another one between your legs, and you'd best learn to use it. You'll find men use their swords freely enough. Both kinds of swords.

I am surrounded by flatterers and fools.

Mother said," mocked the king. "Don't be childish." "We're children," Myrcella declared haughtily. "We're supposed to be childish." The Hound laughed. "She has you there.

I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go.

A thousand deaths would still be less than he deserves.

Sometimes there is no happy choice, Sam, only one less grievous than the others. - Jon Snow

The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings. (Samuel Tarly)

I beg you both, take heart.'(Varys) 'Whose?' asked Tyrion sourly. He could think of several tempting choices.

Books are dead men talking.

I am only a little lion, child, and I vow, I shall not savage you.

A mad man sees what he sees.

Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.

I would choose freedom over comfort every time.

First rule, stick them with the pointy end!

I will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage, Cersei thought.

Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.

What would a Frey know of honor? - Sir Davos Seaworth

That night the wind was howling almost like a wolf and there were some real wolves off to the west giving it lessons.

He wants you to smile and smell sweet and be his lady love. He wants to hear you recite all your pretty little words the way the septa taught you. He wants you to love him... and fear him.

There are things to be learned even from the dead.

Knights die in battle,” Catelyn reminded her. Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. “As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them.

"Come at once," she had written to him. "Help me. Save me. I need you now as I have never needed you before. I love you. I love you. I love you. Come at once"

In the end words are just wind.

The Gods give with one hand and take with the other.

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts," he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck." Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.

You do not steal from the dragon, oh, no. The dragon remembers.

The old man laid a withered, spotted hand on his shoulder. "It hurts, boy," he said softly. "Oh, yes. Choosing . . . it has always hurt. And always will. I know.

His dagger was out, poised at her throat. “Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life.

Do the dead frighten you?

How much can a crown be worth, when a crow can dine upon a king?

I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.

They were never my pack, not even Hot Pie and Gendry. I was stupid to think so, just a stupid little girl, and no wolf at all.