Quotes from George R.R. Martin

Pyp had stabbed a turnip with his knife. "The night is dark and full of turnips," he announced in a solemn voice. "Let us all pray for venison, my children, with some onions and a bit of tasty gravy.

The queen smiled as she lay her head upon the pillow. When I kissed her cheek, I could taste the salt of her tears.

I did not do it. Yet now I wish I had.' He turned to face the hall, that sea of pale faces. 'I wish I had enough poison for you all. You make me sorry that I am not the monster you would have me be, yet there it is. I am innocent, but I will get no justice here.

Folly and desperation are ofttimes hard to tell apart.

One voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found.

It was justice," Stannis said. "A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward. You were a hero and a smuggler.

I buried him with mine own hands, in a place he showed me once when I was a squire at Storm's End. No one shall ever find him there to disturb his rest." He looked at Jaime defiantly. "I will defend King Tommen with all my strength, I swear it. I will give my life for his if need be. But I will never betray Renly, by word or deed. He was the king that should have been. He was the best of them.

Not everyone who spoke you friendly was really your friend." - Arya

It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to.

These Kingsguard knights are as useless as nipples on a breastplate.

In King's Landing, there are two sorts of people. The players and the pieces… Every man's a piece to start with, and every maid as well. Even some who think they are players." Petyr Baelish

A crown should not sit easy on the head.

And Arya… he missed her even more than Robb, skinny little thing that she was, all scraped knees and tangled hair and torn clothes, so fierce and willful. Arya never seemed to fit, no more than he had… yet she could always make Jon smile. He would give anything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him.

Mi mejor arma está en el cerebro. Mi hermano tiene su espada, el rey Robert tiene su maza, y yo tengo mi mente... Pero una mente necesita de los libros igual que una espada de una piedra de amolar, para conservar el filo. Por eso leo tanto, Jon Nieve.

The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings.

To go north, you must journey south. To reach the west, you must go east. To go forward you must go back, and to touch the light you must pass beneath the shadow.

The Iron Throne will go to the man who has the strength to seize it.

No one will be alive by the last book. In fact, they all die in the fifth. The sixth book will be just a thousand-page description of snow blowing across the graves ...

Fighting is better than this waiting," Brienne said. "You don't feel so helpless when you fight. You have a sword and a horse, sometimes an axe. When you're armored it's hard for anyone to hurt you." "Knights die in battle," Catelyn reminded her. Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. "As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them.

He pushed away from her and raised his arm, forcing his stump into her face. "A Hand without a hand? A bad jape, sister. Don't ask me to rule.

Words are wind, even words like love and peace. I put more trust in deeds.

Why do the Gods make kings and queens if not to protect the ones who can't protect themselves?

Kings are falling like leaves this autumn.

It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown...it was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe... and mine again as she was meant to be. I ask you, Ned, what good is it to wear a crown?