â§Â Â AÂ SONGÂ OFÂ FIREÂ ANDÂ ICEÂ SENTENCEÂ PROMPTS Â !Â
* Â A MIXTURE OF PROMPTS FROM THE BOOK SERIES A SONG OF FIRE AND ICE , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .
â A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things. â
â A day will come when you think yourself safe and happy. â
â What are you doing up there? Why arenât you at the feast? â
â Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends. â
â Men will read all sorts of things into a knowing smile if you let them. â
â The day will come when you need them to respect you, even fear you a little. â
â Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. â
â But what do we have left, once we abandon the lie? Chaos? â
â They hate you because you act like youâre better than they areâŠ. â
â You leave them nothing. You shame them. Does that make you proud? â
â Itâs dangerous being free, but most come to like the taste oâ it. â
â A dead enemy is a joy forever. â
â Fear cuts deeper than swords.. â
â When you play a game of thrones you win or you die. â
â The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that. Â â
â Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities. Â â
â Once youâve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you. â
â Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle. â
â A bruise is a lesson⊠and each lesson makes us better. â
â The man who fears losing has already lost. â
â There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man. â
â I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one. â
â A lion doesnât concern itself with the opinion of sheep. â
â The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. â
â The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow. â
â Thereâs no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it. â
â He who hurries through life hurries to his grave. â
â A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. â
â The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome. Â â
â There are no men like me. Thereâs only me. â
â I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. â
â There is an empty place within me where my heart was once. â
â A hound will die for you, but never lie to you. â
â You donât feel so helpless when you fight. â
â Sweet smells are sometimes used to cover foul ones. â
â The morning air was dark with the smoke of burning gods. â
â Many called her beautiful. She was not beautiful. She was red, and terrible, and red. â
â They will not love me, you say? When have they ever loved me? â
â How can I lose something I have never owned? â
â I am only a little lion, child, and I vow, I shall not savage you. â
â I must show no fear, no weakness, no doubt. â
â I have climbed these steps so often I know each one by name. â
â Power is a trick. It lies where we believe it lies. â
â Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. â
â Black and white and grey, all the shades of truth! â
â Choosing ⊠it has always hurt. And always will. â
â If they want to give you a name, take it, make it your own. Â â
â You should think less about the future and more about the pleasures at hand. â
â The heroes will always be remembered. The best. The best and the worst. â
â We all dream of things we cannot have. â
â How could I not love him, after that? â
â Kind? How boring that would be. I aspire to be wicked. â
â Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?- How else? â
â Better to mock the game than to play and lose. â
â When you smell our candles burning, what does it make you think of, my child? â
â How much can a crown be worth, when a crow can dine upon a king? â
â Anger was better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt. â
â Too stupid to learn and too stupid to give up. â
â No fight is hopeless till it has been fought. â
â Does he think to scare me? â
â Fire consumes, but cold preserves. â
â I will teach them what it means to put a lion in a cage. â
â Iâm sorry that I never trusted you. I donât know how to do that anymore. â
â Youâll find truth in your looking glass, not on the tongues of men. â
â The worst isnât done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings. â
â The choice is yours, brother. Live a thrall or die a king. â
â Do you dare to fly? Unless you take the leap, youâll never know. â
â I have been despised by better men than you. â
â I love you too, sweet sister. But youâre a fool. A beautiful golden fool. â
â Sins may be forgiven. Crimes require punishment. â
â Come at once. Help me. Save me. I need you as I have never needed you before. â
â There is a difference between fear and caution. â
â Noble words, but words were easy. Deeds were hard. â
â This was how an enemy should be dealt with: with a dagger, not a declaration. â
â The sea is colder than a maiden and crueler than a whore. â
â I have the virtue of being still amongst the living. â
â What could he have done, one man against so many? â
â Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man. â
â We look up at the same stars and see such different things. â Â Â
â The greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them. â Â Â
â You were made to be kissed, often and well. â Â Â
â I think everyone is just pretending to be brave, and none of us really are. â Â
â Maybe pretending is how you get brave, I donât know. â Â Â
â I am the blood of the dragon. I must be strong. â Â Â
â I must have fire in my eyes when I face them, not tears. â Â Â
â If you love me all so much, why are you still dressed? â Â Â
â I onlyâŠwanted to kiss you there, thatâs all. You seemed to like it. â  Â
â Only lies offend me, never honest counsel. â Â Â
â A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands. â Â Â
â Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends. â Â Â Â
â Stop telling me what to do, wench. Iâll die if it pleases me. â Â Â
â Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. â