If life was worthless, what was death?

“Look to your khal and see what life is worth, when all the rest is gone.”

It is the right of the strong to take from the weak.

“A pity my savages ruined your dance.” Tyrion pulled off his steel

He could feel the softness of her breasts pressed against his arm as she lay beside him. That was a good feeling. A song filled his head. Softly, quietly, he began to whistle.

“A craven can be as brave as any man, when there is nothing to fear. And we all do our duty, when there is no cost to it. How easy it seems then, to walk the path of honor. Yet soon or late in every man’s life comes a day when it is not easy, a day when he must choose.”

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

For good or ill, her son had thrown the dice.

some truths did not bear saying, and some lies were necessary.

A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot.”

“The High Septon once told me that as we sin, so do we suffer. If that’s true, Lord Eddard, tell me…why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones?

There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.

“Peace,” Varys replied without hesitation. “If there was one soul in King’s Landing who was truly desperate to keep Robert Baratheon alive, it was me.” He sighed. “For fifteen years I protected him from his enemies, but I could not protect him from his friends. What strange fit of madness led you to tell the queen that you had learned the truth of Joffrey’s birth?”
“The madness of mercy,” Ned admitted.
“Ah,” said Varys. “To be sure. You are an honest and honorable man, Lord Eddard. Ofttimes I forget that. I have met so few of them in my life.” He glanced around the cell. “When I see what honesty and honor have won you, I understand why.”

each man has a role to play, in life

“A child’s faith…such sweet innocence…and yet, they say wisdom oft comes from the mouths of babes.”

…I know the sound of a threat, even whispered