β a mind needs books like it needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. β
β a lion doesnβt concern itself with the opinion of sheep. β
β nothing burns like the cold. β
β iβve angered you. that was never my intent. β
β do the dead frighten you? β
β the day will come when you need them to respect you, even fear you a little. β
β did i offend you? my pardonsβ¦but you are scum. β
β folly and desperation are offtimes hard to tell apart. β
β you must put your dreams aside. they will only break your heart. β
β a man in your place should count himself fortunate that his head is still on his shoulders. β
β every hurt is a lesson, and every lesson makes you better. β
β life is not a song. someday you will learn that, to your sorrow. β
β once youβve accepted your flaws, no one can use that against you. β
β the man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. β
β make no mistake. i fought for you, but i do not love you. β
β some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. β
β fear cuts deeper than swords. β
β if i look back i am lost. β
β your mind is as deft as your blade, it would seem. β
β i cannot think of anyone whose company i desire less than yours. β
β sleep is the great healer. β
β when you play a game of thrones, you win or you die. β
β most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it. β
β the things we love destroy us every time. remember that. β
β death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities. β
β what, lost your taste of adventure? β
β i have seen dead men with more humor than you. β
β there are times when you give me cause to wonder whose side you are on. β
β what good is it to wear a crown? the gods mock the prayers of kings and cowherds alike. β
β the gods have fashioned us for love. that is our great glory, and our great tragedy. β
β i have a tender spot in my heart for broken things. β
β laughter is poison to fear. β
β love is the bane of honor, the death of duty. β
β we need men of your courage. β
β my crimes and sins are beyond counting. β
β perhaps i was wrong to distrust you. β
β do you always find murder so amusing? β
β i will not soften the truth for you. if you lose, there is no hope for any of us. β
β every flight begins with a fall. β
β oh, my sweet summer child, what do you know of fear? β
β the man who fears losing has already lost. β
β the things i do for love. β
β all the grief has been burned out of me. β
β i make no threats. that was a promise. β
β spare me your empty little compliments. β
β i will not forget the help you gave me. β
β let them see that their words can cut you and youβll never be free of the mockery. β
β a lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot. β
β you wear your honor like a suit of armorβ¦you think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down. β
β a dead enemy is a thing of beauty. β
β you look well, butβ¦tired. β
β love is sweet, but it cannot change a manβs nature. β
β if you tell anyone, iβll kill you. β
β minds are like swords. the old ones go to rust. β
β thereβs something wrong here. canβt you feel it? listen to the darkness. β
β everythingβs better with some wine in the belly. β
β grief can derange even the most strongest and most disciplined of minds. β
β in life, the monsters win. β
β damn it. you might at least humor me with a smile. β
β why is it when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know whatβs on the other side? β
β if you must hate, hate those who truly do us harm. β
β tell me again what you saw. all the details. leave nothing out. β
β what do you think mightβve killed these men? β
β you are too hard on yourself. you always were. β
β such eloquence. i never suspected you had it in you. β
β if i need instruction, i will ask for it. β
β if there are enemies in this wood, a fire is the last thing we want. β
β what is it? youβre shaking. β
β i am out of wine and out of patience. β
β i am pleased to see there are still men of sense in this city. β
β i do not mean to frighten you, but neither will i lie to you. β
β we have come to a dangerous place. we have enemies who mean us ill will. β
β you have the wildness in you. β
β i can only stomach so much ineptitude in any one day. β
β what you are is weak. β
β why, that almost sounds like praise. β
β none of us wants trouble, but i fear these are troubed times. β
β keep out of matters that donβt concern you. β
β i trust you as i would my own blood. β
β just where do you think you are going? β
β give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and iβll sleep more soundly at night. β
β i am in no mood for your insolence today. β
β you werenβt supposed to be here. no one was supposed to be here. β
β you are shaking. do i frighten you so much? β
β there is small honor in tricks. β
β we who presume to rule must do vile things for the good of the realm. β
β should war come again, how many soldiers will die? how many towns will burn?Β β
β it is one thing to be clever and another to be wise. β
β even in a place like this, one never knows who may be watching. β
β forgive me. i am tired. β
β if friends can turn to enemies, enemies can become friends. β
β all alone, are you? β
β we are about justice here, and what you seek is vengeance. β
β i promise you, no harm will come to you. β
β you will dishonor yourself forever if you do this. β
β we all need to be mocked from time from time, lest we start to take ourselves too seriously. β
β open the door. we need to talk. β
β come share my fire, the night is cold. β
β make certain i never look on your face again, or i swear, iβll have your head on a spike. β
β you dare give commands to me? to me? β
β we all need to be mocked from time from time, lest we start to take ourselves too seriously. β
β you do not love me and you do not want me here. β
β nothing was harmed save my dignity. β
β be strong. the gods are cruel. β
β have you no shred of honor? β
β somethingβs wrong. somethingβs very wrong. β
β i want to be by myself for a while. β
β do you take me for a servant? β
β i never asked for this. β
β i did warn you not to trust me. β
β duty, honor, friendship, whatβs that to you?Β β
β i hope you are not thinking of doing anything stupid. β
β save your pity for yourself. i want none of it. β
β i think i will try to sleep. wake me if weβre about to die. β
β never show them youβre afraid. β
β i am doing the right thing, so why do i feel so bad?Β β
β you must not do this. donβt die on me. β
β it is not for you to tell me what i cannot do. β
β it stinks. the stick of death. β
β you are as fair as ever, a welcome sight in troubled times. β
β thereβs someone out there, isnβt there? β
β canβt say iβll be sad to see the back of this place. β
β travel by night and hole up by day, avoid the road while we can, make no noise and light no fires. β
β mercy is never a mistake. β
β i donβt wish to hurt you, but i will if i have to. β
β i swear it, you will have your vengeance. β
β i bow to serve you, to obey you, to die for you if need be. β
β a man who fights for coin is loyal only to his purse. β
β we have won a battle, not a war. β
β do i look like a liar too? β
β more than once, i have dreamed of giving up the crown. β
β distrusting me was the wisest thing youβve done. β
β poison is a cowardβs weapon. β
β how many times must i tell you to hold your tongue? β
β you have done all i could have asked of you, and a hundred times more. β
β i have made more mistakes than you can possibly imagine, but that was not one of them. β
β sometimes the gods are merciful. β
β go ahead, call me all the names you want. β
β not now. you have no time for grief. β