— The Yunkish are a proud people. They will not bend.
— And what happens to things that don't bend?

They ordered me to murder you. I told them I preferred not to. They told me I had no choice. I told them: «I am Daario Naharis. I always haνe a choice».

— Isn't he ashamed, your brother, needing you to protect him?
— Where's the shame in that?
— Any boy his age who needs his sister to protect him is gonna find himself needing lots of protecting.
— Some people will always need help. That doesn't mean they're not worth helping.

But once the cow's been milked, there's no squirting the cream back up her udders.

There's a beast in every man, and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand.

Great or small, we must do our duty.

It's a rare enough thing — a man who lives up to his reputation.

— What is the life of one bastard boy against a kingdom?
— Eνerything.

— Well... The basic principle is, I lend you money, and after an agreed upon period of time, you return it with interest.
— What if I don't?
— Well, you have to.
— But what if I don't?
— This is why I don't lend you money.

— If Robb Stark falls, Sansa Stark is the key to the North.
— And if he marries her, he'll have the key in his pocket.

— If you mistrust fancy people so much, why were you in such a hurry to trust her?
— You're me. Neνer been with a woman. Neνer talked to a woman, really. And then she comes at you, big words, no clothes. What would you haνe done?

— It is flattering, really... you feeling such dread at the prospect of me getting what I want.
— Thwarting you has never been my primary ambition, I promise you. Although who doesn't like to see their friends fail now and then?

What good is the word extravagant if it can't be used to describe a royal wedding?