Tywin Lannister

A lion doesn’t concern himself with the opinions of a sheep.

— The rumors of your demise were unfounded.
— Sorry to disappoint you.

— Your brother wouId never have submitted to capture so meekly.
— We have our differences, Jaime and I. He's braver. I'm better-looking.

— Tyrion of the House Lannister, you stand accused by the Queen Regent of regicide. Did you kill King Joffrey?
— No.
— Did your wife, the Lady Sansa?
— Not that I know of.
— How would you say he died, then?
— Choked on his pigeon pie.
— So you would blame the bakers?
— Or the pigeons. Just leave me out of it.

— Father, I wish to confess.
— You wish to confess?
— I saved you. I saved this city and all your worthless lives. I should have let Stannis kill you all.
— Tyrion. Do you wish to confess?
— Yes, Father. I'm guilty. Is that what you want to hear?
— You admit you poisoned the king?
— No, of that I'm innocent. I'm guilty of a far more monstrous crime. I am guilty of being a dwarf.
— You are not on trial for being a dwarf.
— Oh, yes, I am. I've been on trial for that my entire life.
— Have you nothing to say in your defence?
— Nothing but this... I did not do it. I did not kill Joffrey, but I wish that I had. Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than 1,000 lying whores. I wish I was the monster you think I am. I wish I had enough poison for the whole pack of you. I would gladly give my life to watch you all swallow it.
— Ser Meryn. Escort the prisoner back to his cell.
— I will not give my life for Joffrey's murder. And I know I'll get no justice here. So I will let the gods decide my fate. I demand a trial by combat.

— What killed him?
— Loyalty.

Men love to blame demons when their grand plans unravel.

— This will be my last war. Win or lose.
— Have you ever lost before?
— Do you think l'd be in my position if I had lost a war?

— I am the King! I will punish you.
— Any man who must say, "I am the King," is no true king.

He'll risk anything at any time because he doesn't know enough to be afraid.

— Your sister has learned that your new friends the Tyrells are plotting to marry Sansa Stark to Ser Loras.
— Very well. She's a lovely girl. Missing some of Loras' favorite bits, but I'm sure they'll make do.

— They say he can't be killed.
— And do you believe them?
— No, My lord. Anyone can be killed.

A wise king knows what he knows and what he doesn't.

When soIdiers Iack discipIine, the fault lies with their commander.

A good man does eνerything in his power to better his family's position, regardless of his own selfish desires.

— You'll never be as good.
— No. But as long as I'm better than everyone else, it doesn't matter.