
“If there are gods, why is the world so full of pain and injustice?”
“Because of men like you.”
“There are no men like me. There’s only me.”
A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged.
“I d r e a m e d o f y o u ,” he said.
in coat of gold or coat of red, a lion still has claws,
and mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
He was Jaime Lannister, a knight of the Kingsguard, he was the Kingslayer. No man had ever called him craven. Other things they called him, yes; oathbreaker, liar, murderer. They said he was cruel, treacherous, reckless. But never craven.
“Most have been forgotten. Most deserve to be forgotten. The heroes will always be remembered. The best. The best and the worst. And a few who were a bit of both.” — A Storm of Swords
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The fact that she tries to give him back the sword Oathkeeper and he kind of says, “It’s yours. It’s always been yours,” the subtext is it’s almost like saying, “You keep my heart. It’s yours. It’s always been yours.” - Nikolaj Coster-Waldau