Цитаты из книги «Пир стервятников», страница 37

Fire consumes, bur cold preserves.

What if there is no land of light and honey, only cold and dark and pain beyond the wall called death?

Words are wind. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.

In the game of thrones, even the humblest pieces can have wills of their own. Sometimes they refuse to make the moves you’ve planned for them.

Death is not the worst thing. It is His gift to us, an end to want and pain. On the day that we are born the Many-Faced God sends each of us a dark angel to walk through life beside us. When our sins and our sufferings grow too great to be borne, the angel takes us by the hand to lead us to the nightlands, where the stars burn ever bright.

All men lie when they are afraid. Some tell many lies, some but a few. Some have only one great lie they tell so often that they almost come to believe it. though some small part of them will always know that it is still a lie, and that will show upon their faces.

You'll find truth in your looking glass, not on the tongues of men.

No man is as accursed as the kinslayer.

“A lot of brave men have worn the white cloak. Most have been forgotten.”

“Most deserve to be forgotten. The heroes will always be remembered. The best.”

“The best and the worst.” So one of us is like to live in song. “And a few who were a bit of both.”

Crows will fight over a dead man's flesh and kill each other for his eyes.