What we want is not always what we get.
Words are wind, even words like love and peace. I put more trust in deeds.
Honor,” she said. “The point is honor.
The Drowned God plays savage japes upon us all, but men are crueler still.
I am tempted to say this is no game we play, daughter, but of course it is. The game of thrones.
What good did it do you to be brave?
Words are wind, they cannot hurt you.
You cannot tame a dragon with a history lesson.
But words in a book were one thing. The true test came in battle.
When the choice is debt or death, best borrow.
A bloody sword is a beautiful thing.
Would that I had wings as well.
A shy smile, strong arms, clever fingers, and two sure swords. What more could any woman want?
The man had a hand down between her legs, and he must have been hurting her there, because the woman started to moan, low in her throat.
For just a moment Tyrion Lannister stood tall as a king.
Catelyn had never been so glad to see the twin tower badge of House Frey.
The Lannisters never declined, graciously or otherwise. The Lannisters took what was offered.
All writers are readers first, and all of us write the sort of books we want to read.
Paint stripes on a toad, he does not become a tiger.
Men are born to strive and suffer. Our woes only vanish when we die.