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Relive The Game Of Throne Series With Quotes


The Game Of Thrones is one of the most popular TV series of all times. Based on the hugely popular series by George R R Martin. Both TV and book series mesmerised us with outstanding plots, unbelievable twists and turns, great life lessons, unforgettable political rivalry, mesmerising royalty, wonderful presentation and daring mythological creatures. Today let’s try to revive these series with some of the quotes.


A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.Bran thought about it.


'Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?' 'That is the only time a man can be brave,' his father told him.


Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.


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


Fear cuts deeper than the sword.


When you play a game of thrones you win or you die.


Winter is coming.


When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.


Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it.


The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.


What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms . . . or the memory of a brother's smile? 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.


Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you.


Why is it that when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know what's on the other side?


Nothing burns like the cold.


If I look back, I am lost.


Laughter is poison to fear.


Different road sometimes lead to the same castle.


Life is not a song, sweetling.

Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow.


Every fight begins with a fall.


Give me honorable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I'll sleep more easily by night.


A bruise is a lesson... and each lesson makes us better.


Summer will end soon and childhood as well.


The man who fear losing has already lost.


You can't hammer tin into iron, no matter how hard you beat it, but that doesn't mean it's useless.


Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods.


The things I do for love.


All that Syrio Forel had taught her went racing through her head. Swift as a deer. Quiet as shadow. Fear cuts deeper than swords. Quick as a snake. Calm as still water.


I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.


The common people pray for rain, healthy children, and a summer that never ends," Ser Jorah told her. "It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace." He gave a shrug. "They never are.


I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one.


A lion doesn't concern itself with the opinion of sheep.


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


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


Why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones?


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.

A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things.


If a man paints a target on his chest, he should expect that sooner or later someone will loose an arrow on him.


Love is sweet, dearest Ned, but it cannot change a man's nature.


You wear your honor like a suit of armor... You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.


I am surrounded by flatterers and fools. It can drive a man to madness,.. . Half of them don’t dare tell me the truth, and the other half can’t find it.


Opening your eyes is all that is needing. The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then comes the thinking, afterward, and in that way knowing the truth.


A Lannister always pays his debts.


A man who won’t listen, can’t hear.


A true man does what he will, not what he must.


It was queer how sometimes a child's innocent eyes can see things that grown men are blind to.

He was no dragon, Dany thought, curiously calm. Fire cannot kill a dragon.

Is it so far from madness to wisdom?

You must put these dreams aside, they will only break your heart.

Go Ahead, call me all the names you want," Sansa said airily. "You won't dare when I'm married to Joffrey. You'll have to bow and call me Your Grace."

Ser Barristan loves his honor, Grand Maester Pycelle loves his office, and Littlefinger loves Littlefinger.

...grief can derange even the strongest of minds

And when you have it, what then? Some secrets are safer kept hidden. Some secrets are too dangerous to share, even with those you love and trust.

Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: The realm. Do you know what the realm is? It's the thousand blades of Aegon's enemies, a story we agree to tell each other over and over, until we forget that it's a lie. Lord Varys: But what do we have left, once we abandon the lie? Chaos? A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all. Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some, are given a chance to climb. They refuse, they cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.


Did you teach him wisdom as well as valor, Ned! She wondered. Did you teach him how to Kneel! The grave yards of the Seven Kingdoms are full of brave men who had never learned that lesson. 


In real life, the hardest aspect of the battle between good and evil is determining which is which.


I am doing the right thing, he told himself, so why do I feel so bad.


Lords are gold and knights steel, but two links can't make a chain. You also need silver and iron and lead, tin and copper and bronze and all the rest, and those are farmers and smiths and merchants and the like. A chain needs all sorts of metals, and a land needs all sorts of people.


The shy girl she had known at Riverrun had grown into a woman who was by turns proud, fearful, cruel, dreamy, reckless, timid, stubborn, vain, and, above all, inconstant.


Jon: Have you seen the wall? | Sam: I’m fat, not blind.


What the King dreams, the Hand builds.


We only make peace with our enemies. That's why it's called making peace.


All Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.


Sometimes he could almost forget that it was there, the way you forget about the sky or the earth underfoot, but there were other times when it seemed as if there was nothing else in the world.


Hear my words and bear witness to my vow. Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.


Not cry. Fly. “I can’t fly,” Bran said. “I can’t, I can’t…” How do you know? Have you ever tried? The voice was high and thin. Bran looked around to see where it was coming from. A crow was spiraling down with him, just out of touch, following him as he fell. “Help me,” he said. I’m trying, the crow replied… The crow took to the air and flapped around Bran’s hand. “You have wings,” Bran pointed out. Maybe you do too. Bran felt along his shoulders, groping for feathers. There are different kinds of wings, the crow said… Bran was falling faster than ever. The grey mists howled around him as he plunged toward the earth below. “What are you doing to me?” he asked the crow, tearful. Teaching you how to fly. “I can’t fly!” You’re flying right now. “I’m falling!” Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said. Look down.


They hate you because you act like you’re better than they are.


He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.


The gold of a lowland lord is as worthless as a half man's promises'' Gunthor said.


Every noble house had its words. Family mottoes, touchstones, prayers of sorts, they boasted of honor and glory, promised loyalty and truth, swore faith and courage. All but the Starks. Winter is coming, said the Stark words.


He had chosen a hard life... or perhaps he should say that a hard life had been chosen for him


The title was but a courtesy due him as a council member; Varys was lord of nothing but the spiderweb, the master of none but his whisperers.


''Half a man I may be'' Tyrion said. ''Yet I have the courage to face my enemies. What do the Stone Crows do, but hide behind rocks and shiver with fear as the knights of the Vale ride by?


He has an old man's caution and a young man's ambition, and has never lacked for cunning


So the wolfling is leaving his den to play among the lions," he said in a voice of quiet satisfaction


No, no, my good knight, do not fear for me. The fire is mine. I am Daenerys Stormborn, daughter of dragons, bride of dragons, mother of dragons, don't you see? Don't you SEE?


The Bear and the Maiden Fair:


A bear there was, a bear, a bear!

All black and brown, and covered with hair!

The bear! The bear!

Oh, come, they said, oh come to the fair!

The fair? Said he, but I'm a bear!

All black, and brown, and covered with hair!


And Down the road from here to there.

From here! To There!

Three boys, a goat, and a dancing bear!

[He] danced and spun, all the way to the Fair!

The Fair! The Fair!


[...]


Oh, sweet she was, and pure, and fair!

The maid with honey in her hair!

Her hair! Her hair!

The maid with honey in her hair!


[The bear,] smelled the scent on the summer air.

The bear! The bear!

All black and brown and covered with hair.

He smelled the scent on the summer air!

He sniffed and roared and smelled it there!

Honey on the summer air!


Oh, I'm a maid, and I'm pure and fair!

I'll never dance with a hairy bear!

A bear! A bear!

I'll never dance with a hairy bear!

He lifted her high into the air!

The bear! The bear!


I called for a knight, but you're a bear!

A bear! A bear!

All black and brown and covered with hair!

She kicked and wailed, the maid so fair,

But he licked the honey from her hair,

Her hair! Her hair!


Then she sighed and squealed and kicked the air!

My bear! She sang. My bear so fair!

And off they went, from here to there,

The bear, the bear, and the maiden fair.



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