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"If she saw two futures, well ... both cannot be true."

King Stannis pointed a finger. "There you err, Onion Knight. Some lights cast more than one shadow."

He loved the wild more than he loved the Wall.

Men fight more fiercely for a king who shares their peril than one who hides behind his mother's skirts.

Send two hundred wolves against ten thousand sheep, ser, and see what happens.

That was the way of war. The smallfolk were slaughtered, while the highborn were held for ransom.

It is one thing to deceive a king, and quite another to hide from the cricket in the rushes and the little bird in the chimney.

The living should smile, for the dead cannot.

What good is this, I ask you? He who hurries through life hurries to his grave.

Have you ever considered that too many answers are the same as no answer at all? ... When a king dies, fancies sprout like mushrooms in the dark.

“Kings have no friends,” Stannis said bluntly, “only subjects and enemies.”

"I am not without mercy", thundered he who was notoriously without mercy.

She got dirt in her mouth but she didn't care, the taste was fine, the taste was mud and water and worms and life.