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"Oh, my sweet summer child. What do you know about fear? Fear is for the winter, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides for years and children are born and live and die all in darkness. That is the time for fear, my little lord, when the White Walkers move through the woods. Thousands of years ago there came a night that lasted a generation. Kings froze to death in their castles, same as the shepherds in their huts. And women smothered their babies rather than see them starve, and wept and felt the tears freeze on their cheeks. So is this the sort of story that you like?"

— Old Nan

"Um, what's the line? The king shits, and the Hand wipes."

—Jaime Lannister to Eddard Stark

"Tell Lord Tywin that winter is coming for him. Twenty thousand northerners, marching south to see if he really does shit gold."

—Robb Stark calling out Tywin Lannister.

Bran Stark: They'll be back soon. Robb will free father, and come back with mother.
Rickon Stark: ... No, they won't.

Syrio: What do we say to the god of death?

Ayra: Not today.

Catelyn: You have forsaken every vow you ever took!

Jaime: So many vows. They make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Obey your father. Defend the innocent. Protect the weak. But what if your father despises the king? What if the king massacres the innocent? It's too much. No matter what, you're forsaking one vow or the other.

"You hear that? That's the mating call of the northmen. They want to fuck us! Well I haven't had a good fuck in weeks. I'm ready for one! They say every ironborn man is worth a dozen from the mainland. Do you think they're right? We die today, brothers. We die bleeding from a hundred wounds, with arrows in our necks and spears in our guts - but our war cries will echo through eternity. They will sing about the Battle of Winterfell until the Iron Islands have slipped beneath the waves. Every man, woman and child will know who we were and how long we stood! Aggar and Gelmar! Wex and Urzen! Stig and Black Lorren! Ironborn warriors will cry out our names as they leap onto the shores of Seagard and Faircastle. Mothers will name their sons for us. Girls will think of us with their lovers inside them. And whoever kills that fucking hornblower will stand in bronze above the shores of Pyke! What is dead may never die! AHHHHH!!!!"

—Theon, (moments before his own men knock him out and sell him to the enemy)

"Fuck the Kingsguard, fuck the city, fuck the king."

—Sandor Clegane gives his resignation to Joffrey.

Tywin: And what do they say of Robb Stark in the North?

Arya: They call him the Young Wolf. They say he rides into battle on the back of a giant direwolf. They say he can turn into a wolf himself when he wants. They say he can�t be killed.

Tywin: And do you believe them?

Arya: No, my Lord. Anyone can be killed.

We need to get back to The Wall. It's a long march, we know what's out there. But we have to make it! We have to warn them! Or before winter's end, everyone you've ever known will be dead!

— Lord Commander Jeor Mormont, about the army of White Walkers heading towards The Wall.

"Rhaegar fought valiantly. Rhaegar fought nobly. And Rhaegar died."

— Ser Jorah Mormont

"If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention.

— Ramsay Snow, summing up the series in one sentence.

"Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail, never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but they refuse. They cling to the realm, or the gods, or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is."

— Petyr Baelish

Beric Dondarrion: The Red God is the one true god. What is yours?

Arya Stark: Death.

Cersei Lannister: So Lord Reyne built a castle as grand as Casterly Rock. He gave his wife diamonds larger than any my mother ever wore. And finally one day, he rebelled against my father. Do you know where House Reyne is now?

Margaery Tyrell: Gone.

Cersei Lannister: Gone. A gentle word. Why not say - slaughtered? Every man, woman, and child put to the sword. I remember seeing their bodies hanging high above the gates of Casterly Rock. My father let them rot up there all summer. It was a long summer. And now the rains weep o'er their halls, and not a soul to hear. If you ever call me sister again, I'll have you strangled in your sleep.

"The Lannisters send their regards."

— Lord Roose Bolton, seconds before fatally stabbing his King in the heart.

"Any man who must say I am the king is no true king."

— Lord Tywin Lannister to King Joffrey Baratheon

Sandor Clegane: Is that the first man you've killed?

Arya Stark: The first "man"...