Série - Game of Thrones

Even Joffrey. He was all I had, once, before Myrcella was born. I passed hours just looking at him. His wisps of hair. His little hands and feet. Such a jolly little fellow. You hear all about the terrible ones being terrible babies, “we should have known, even then, we should have known… ” Nonsense. He was happy whenever he was with me. For a long, long time. No one can take that away from me, not even Joffrey. What it felt like to have someone. Someone of your own.

The real war isn’t between a few squabbling houses. It’s between the living and the dead. And make no mistake, my lady, the dead are coming.

A lion does not concern himself with the opinion of sheep.

Jaime, je m’appelle Jaime…

Theon. You’re a good man. Thank you.

- Sale temps pour dormir dehors.
- T’as de sacrés pouvoirs magiques pour deviner ça. C’est le Maître de la Lumière qui te l’a soufflé à l’oreille ? « Il neige Thoros, y’a du vent. La nuit va être glaciale ».
- Tu es un ours mal léché Clegane. Un peu de rhum ?
- Ta pisse de chat… Trop doux.

Don’t fight in the North. Or the south. Fight every battle; everywhere, always… in your mind.

The things I do for love.

Samwell Tarly. Slayer of white walkers. Lover of ladies. As if we needeed any more signs the world was ending.

- Get down to the crypt.
- I’m not abandoning my people.
- [Elle lui donne needl] Take this and go.
- I don’t know how to use it.
- Stick them with the pointy end.

Everything you did brought you where you are now. Where you belong. Home.

- I’ve never slept with a knight before.
- I’ve never slept with anyone before.

- Je n’ai jamais couché avec un chevalier.
- Je n’ai jamais couché avec personne.

- L’amour est la mort du devoir.
- Ça vous est venu comme ça ?
- Mestre Amemon me l’a dit il y a longtemps.
- Parfois le devoir est la mort de l’amour.

- Elle est simple d’esprit.
- Si je cherchais de l’esprit, je t’épouserai.

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, our great tragedy.

- General rule of thumb: Stark men don’t fare well when they travel south.
- True, but I’m not a Stark.
[Énorme cri de Dragon…]

- You lived your life for the King. You’re gonna die for some chickens?
- Someone is.

Power resides where men think it resides.

- Let me give you some advice, bastard. Never forget what you are, the rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.
- What the hell do you know about being a bastard?
- All dwarves are bastards in their father’s eyes.