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“Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: The realm. 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.

Lord Varys: But what do we have left, once we abandon the lie? Chaos? A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all.

Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some, are given a chance to climb. They refuse, they cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“You must miss your father terribly, I know. Lord Eddard was a brave man, honest and loyal...but quite a hopeless player.' He brought the seed to his mouth with the knife. 'In King's Landing, there are two sorts of people The players and the pieces.'
'And I was a piece?' She dreaded the answer.
'Yes, but don't let that trouble you. You're still half a child. Every man's a piece to start with, and every maid as well. Even some who think they are players.' He at another seed. 'Cersei, for one. She thinks herself sly, but in truth she is utterly predictable. her strength rests on her beauty, birth, and riches. Only the first of those is truly her own, and it will soon desert her. I pity her then. She wants power, but has no notion what to do with it when she gets it. Everyone wants something, Alayne. And when you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

“Money buys a man's silence for a time. A bolt in the heart buys it forever.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones (A Song of Ice and Fire, #1) - Folio Society Edition

“Cersei stumbles from one idiocy to the next, helped along by her council of the deaf, the dim and the blind.”
― George Martin

“So those are your gifts from me, my sweet Sansa... Harry, the Eyrie,
and Winterfell. That’s worth another kiss now, don’t you think?”
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

“Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail, and never get to try again â€� the fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but they refuse”
― Littlefinger

“«Ti porti addosso l’onore come se fosse un’armatura, Stark. Tu credi che ti tenga al sicuro, ma tutto quello che fa è pesarti sulla schiena e impacciarti i movimenti.»”
― George R.R. Martin