Cersei Lannister

Be careful with that. Start trying to work out who deserves what, and before long you'll spend your days weeping for eνery person in the world.

Robert was crazed, beat his hands bloody on the wall, all the things men do to show you how much they care.

One day I pray you love someone. I pray you love her so much, when you close your eyes, you see her face. I want that for you. I want you to know what it's like to love someone, to truly love someone. Before I take her from you.

— You're an intelligent man... but not half of what you think.
— Even so, I'm smarter than you.

The more people you love the weaker you are.

When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.

People will whisper, they'll make their jokes. Let them. They're all so small, I can't even see them. I only see what matters.

Too often, the wicked are the wealthiest, beyond the reach of justice.

— Put the pen down, dear. We both know you're not writing anything.
— Ah, yes. The famously tart-tongued Queen of Thorns.
— And the famous tart, Queen Cersei.

A good king knows when to save his strength... and when to destroy his enemies.

When Aerys Targaryen sat on the iron throne, your father was a rebel and a traitor. Someday you'll sit on the throne and the truth will be what you make it.

So, we fight and die or we submit and die. I know my choice. A soldier should know his.

— When we were young, Jaime and I, we looked so much alike even our father couldn't tell us apart. I could never understand why they treated us differently. Jaime was taught to fight with sword and lance and mace, and I was taught to smile and sing and please. He was heir to Casterly Rock, and I was sold to some stranger like a horse to be ridden whenever he desired.
— You were Robert's queen.
— And you will be Joffrey's. Enjoy.

— We still outnumber them.
— Which is the bigger number — five or one?
— Five.
— Five... One. One army — a real army united behind one leader with one purpose. Our purpose died with the Mad King. Now we've got as many armies as there are men with gold in their purse. And everybody wants something different. Your father wants to own the world. Ned Stark wants to run away and bury his head in the snow.