What did I buy you for? To make me sad?

Viserys

Grand Maester: There was one phrase he kept repeating.
Ned: The seed is strong. What does that mean?
Grand Maester: A dying mind is a demented mind, Lord Stark. For all the weight they're given, last words are usually as significant as first words.

Old Nanny: I know a story about a crow.
Bran: I hate your stories.
Old Nanny: I know a story about a boy who hated stories.

Arya: Can lord of a holdfast?
Ned: You will marry a high lord, and rule his castle. Your sons shall be knights, and princes and lords.
Arya: No. That's not me.

I am a Khaleesi of the Dothraki. I am the wife of the great Kahl and I carry his son inside me. The next time you raise a hand to me will be the last time you have hands.

Daenerys

Cersei: You're just a soldier, aren't you? You take your orders and you carry on. I suppose it makes sense. Your older brother was trained to lead, and you were trained to follow.
Ned: I was also trained to kill my enemies, your Grace.
Cersei: As was I.

Robert was crazed, beat his hands bloody on the wall. All the things men do to show you that they care.

Cersei

War was easier than daughters.

Ned

Joffrey: So you agree, the Starks are our enemies.
Cersei: Anyone who isn't us is our enemy.

Jaime: Tell me you're not thinking of taking The Black.
Tyrion: And go celibate? The whores would go begging from Casterly Rock. I just want to stand on the edge and piss off the end of the world.

Ned: Your Grace.
King Robert: You got fat.

Grand Maester: Should we begin?
Ned: Without the king?
Renly: Winter may be coming, but I'm afraid the same cannot be said for my brother.

Game of Thrones Quotes

Tyrion: 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.
Jon: What the hell do you know about being a bastard?
Tyrion: All dwarfs are bastards in their father's eyes.

Baelish: 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.
Varys: But what do we have left once we abandon the lie? Chaos, a gaping pit, waiting to swallow us all.
Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit, chaos is a ladder.