George R.R. Martin Quotes - Page 6

Nobody is a villain in their own story. We're all the heroes of our own stories.

Terrible times breed terrible things, my lord.

One war ends, another begins.

The day is won [...] And yet you do not smile, boy. The living should smile, for the dead cannot.

My first rule of war, Cat-never give the enemy his wish

History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.

You cannot tame a dragon with a history lesson.

La historia ha confirmado la triste verdad de que las masas irracionales siempre se han alineado detrás del poderoso y no del sabio.

Your brother was a terrible traitor, I know, but if we start killing men at weddings they’ll be even more frightened of marriage than they are presently.

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

There will be pain." (Qyburn)
"I'll scream." (Jaime Lannister)
"A great deal of pain." (Qyburn)
"I'll scream very loudly." Jaime Lannister)

Gentle Mother, font of mercy,
save our sons from war, we pray,
stay the swords and stay the arrows,
let them know a better day,
Gentle Mother, strength of women,
help our daughters through this fray,
soothe the wrath and tame the fury,
teach us all a kinder way.<I>

You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you...

I have more concern for my nephew's welfare than for Lannister pride.

One voyage to the East and a man could live as rich as a lord until the end of his days. When he'd been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself. But the years went dancing by like moths around a flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right.

Men come and go. They lie, or die, or leave you.

The truth will set us free. But freedom is cold and empty and frightening, and lies can often be warm and beautiful.

He was a bee in a stone honeycomb, and someone had cut off his wings.

Ser Rodrik groused. His opinion of singers was well known; music was a lovely thing for girls, but he could not comprehend why any healthy boy would fill his hand with a harp when he might have had a sword.

We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem... but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.