The enemy of my enemy is my friend, men said, but the enemy of my friend is my enemy.

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.

Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory and the sea of shadow that is all we know of the days to come.

The strongest trees are rooted in the dark places of the earth. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, your mother's milk. Darkness will make you strong.

She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.

Perhaps I cannot make my people good, she told herself, but I should at least try to make them a little less bad.

Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths.

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts, " he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck."Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.

He'll be down with the books. My old septon used to say books are dead men talking. Dead men should keep quiet is what I say. No one wants to hear a dead man's yabber.

Gold has its uses, but war is won with iron.

Dreams can lie, your Grace.

There was no sign of her daughter, no sign of a small body crumpled by the railway.

We don't need to share the same opinions as others, but we need to be respectful.

You can't let a failure keep you down, because if you stay down after you fail, you are going to stay down for good.

When we are caught up in a destructive emotion, we lose one of our greatest assets: our independence.

Is a planetary surface the right place for an expanding technological civilization?

Chirag: Rowley, do you think I exist? Rowley: Nope! I can't even hear you or see you!

Michael Caine is so happy. Happy and healthy. I think he enjoys life. I think he's 82 now, and I have no clue if I'll be working at that age.

To wait idly is the worst of conditions.

My father taught me photography. It was his hobby, and we had a small darkroom in the fruit cellar of our basement. It was the kind of makeshift darkroom that was only dark at night.

I'm the f***ing Prime Minister!