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- 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.

I drink, I know things.

- You still have it.
- Needle.
- Have you ever used it?
- Once or twice.

The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.

Do you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave.

Le pouvoir réside là où l’homme s’imagine qu’il doit résider.

At least we’re already in a crypt.

- Princes don’t cry.
- I saw you cry.

I’m coming with You, I’m your Brother I have to protect You.

The things we do for love.

- What about afterwards?
- How do you know there is an afterwards?

Forget about the bloody Gods and listen to what I’m telling you!
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I know fear when I see it. Seen it a lot.

I’ve once ask my father: “How can a man be brave if he is afraid? ”, “That’s the only time a man can be brave” he said.

- You should consider yourself lucky. At least your balls won’t freeze of.
- You take great offense of torture but you love telling eunuch jokes, why is that?
- Because I have balls… and you don’t.

The big woman still here?

I will pray for your safe return, my Lord. Just as I pray for the King’s.

You want a whore, buy one. You want a Queen, earn her.

Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am hers and she is mine from this day until the end of my days.

- Tell me, did you ever wonder why the men of the Night’s Watch take no wives and father no children?
- No.
- So they will not love. Love is the death of duty. If the day should ever come when your lord father was forced to choose between honor on the one hand and those he loves on the other, what would he do?
- He… he would do whatever was right. No matter what.
Maester Aemon: Then Lord Stark is one man in 10, 000. Most of us are not so strong. What is honor compared to a woman’s love? And what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? Or a brother’s smile?