How am I supposed to sit here planning a war, when you're over there looking like that?

Robb Stark

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.

Sansa: Loras likes green and gold brocade.
Shae: I bet he does.

A sword swallower through and through.

Olenna

You're paying for my sins Uncle. It's not fair or right. I'll remember it.

Robb Stark

Lord Beric: Forgive my manners, I don't see many ladies these days.
Thoros: Lucky for the ladies.

The people are hungry for more than just food. They crave distractions. And if we don't provide them, they'll create their own. And their distractions are likely to end with us being torn to pieces.

Olenna

I always take figs mid afternoon. Helps move the bowels.

Olenna

Jon Snow: We shouldn't.
Ygritte: We should.

What happens to your eagle after I kill you? Does he drift away like a kite that's had its string cut?

Jon Snow

I'm a monster, as well as a dwarf. You should charge me double.

Tyrion

Would it be excessive of me to ask you to save my life twice in a week?

Tyrion