Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
friendly spokes
Not everyone who spoke you friendly was really your friend." - Arya
ears said ifs
Why ask for truth," Ser Barristan said softly, "if you close your ears to it?
children supposed-to-be
We're children. We're supposed to be childish.
strong kings father
Gods be good, why would any man ever want to be king? When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself ... swore to myself ... that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies ... now I can't even tell one from the other.
mother men thinking
Mothers." The man made a word sound like a curse. "I think birthing does something to your minds. You are all mad.
hate night names
She had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I’m the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.
night vex steps
There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen
daenerys targaryens madness
Is it so far from madness to wisdom?" - Daenerys Targaryen
hurt knows
Choosing... it has always hurt. And always will. I know.
dream kings hands
What the King dreams, the Hand builds.
father son fifty
Let him grow taller,she asked the gods.Let him know sixteen, and twenty, and fifty. Let him grow as tall as his father, and hold his own son in his arms. Please, please, please.
solitude armor ifs
If he must be alone, he would make solitude his armor.
kings men eyebrows
No man threatens His Grace in the presence of the Kingsguard.” Tyrion Lannister raised an eyebrow. “I am not threatening the king, ser, I am educating my nephew. Bronn, Timett, the next time Ser Boros opens his mouth, kill him.” The dwarf smiled. “Now that was a threat, ser. See the difference?
pain giving snow
I don’t know what message to send to Bran. Help him Tyrion.” “What help could I give him? I am no maester, to ease his pain. I have no spell to give him back his legs.” “You gave me help when I needed it” Jon Snow said. “I gave you nothing,” Tyrion said. “Words.” “Then give your words to Bran too.