I would prefer a whore who is reasonably young, with as pretty a face as you can find. If she has washed sometime this year, I shall be glad. If she hasn’t, wash her.
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Sleep with Lollys? I’d sooner cut it off and feed it to the goats.
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Your Grace, if you take my tongue, you will leave me no way at all to pleasure this sweet wife you gave me.
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A dwarf’s cock has magical powers.
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On Family Values
A Lannister always pays his debts.
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Hard hands and no sense of humor makes for a bad marriage.
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I should say something, but what? Pardon me, Father, but it’s our brother she wants to marry.
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My sister has mistaken me for a mushroom. She keeps me in the dark and feeds me shit.
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Kinslaying is dry work. It gives a man a thirst.
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Have no fear, I won’t kill you, you are no kin of mine.
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The man who kills his own blood is cursed forever in the sight of gods and men.
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I learned long ago that it is considered rude to vomit on your brother.
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Kinslaying was not enough, I needed a cunt and wine to seal my ruin.
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I have never liked you, Cersei, but you were my own sister, so I never did you harm. You’ve ended that. I will hurt you for this. I don’t know how yet, but give me time. A day will come when you think you are safe and happy, and suddenly your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth, and you’ll know the debt is paid.
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On the Human Condition
The gods are blind.
And men see only what they wish.
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Why is it that when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know what’s on the other side?
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I think life is a jape.
Yours, mine, everyone’s.
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There has never been a slave who did not choose to be a slave. Their choice may be between bondage and death, but the choice is always there.
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Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.
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An honest kiss, a little kindness, everyone deserves that much, however big or small.
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Every fool loves to hear that he’s important.
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Never forget who you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.
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A little honest loathing might be refreshing, like a tart wine after too much sweet.
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We all need to be mocked from time to time, lest we start to take ourselves too seriously.
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Men are such faithless creatures.
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Age makes ruins of us all.
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We are all going to die.
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On Music
Never believe anything you hear in a song.
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I have killed mothers, fathers, nephews, lovers, men and women, kings and whores. A singer once annoyed me, so I had the bastard stewed.
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If I am ever Hand again, the first thing I’ll do is hang all the singers.
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On Food and Drink
I’ve heard the food in hell is wretched.
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I am not fond of eating horse.
Particularly
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Being randy is the next best thing to being drunk.
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Do I really want to spend the rest of my life eating salt beef and porridge with murderers and thieves?
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Someone should tell the cooks that turnip isn’t a meat.
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If I drink enough fire wine
perhaps I’ll dream of dragons.
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On Kingship
All sorts of people are calling themselves kings these days.
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My nephew is not fit to sit a privy, let alone the Iron Throne.
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Crowns do queer things to the heads beneath them.
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Kings are falling like leaves this autumn.
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On Realpolitik
Some allies are more dangerous than enemies.
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You can buy a man with gold, but only blood and steel will keep him true.