Quotes from George R.R. Martin

Maester Luwin says there's nothing in dreams that a man need fear.' 'There is,' said Jojen. 'What?' 'The past. The future. The truth." - Bran & Jojen

I was not born this morning, Lannister." "No, but you're like to die this afternoon.

He had chosen a hard life... or perhaps he should say that a hard life had been chosen for him

How I have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice," Tyrion sighed to her. "How I have yearned to have that eunuch's tongue pulled out with hot pincers," Cersei replied.

I need to sleep, but fear to dream.

I told them to place a cyvasse table in your chambers." "Who was I supposed to play with?" "Yourself. Sometimes it is best to study a game before you attempt to play it. How well do you know the game, Arianne?" "Well enough to play." "But not to win. My brother loved the fight for its own sake, but I only played such games as I can win.

I dreamed... in the black of night a man asks all the questions he dare not ask by daylight. For me, the past years, only one question has remained. Why would the gods take my eyes and my strength, yet condemn me to linger on so long, frozen and forgotten? What use could they have for an old done man like me? ... I remember, Sam. I still remember. Remember what? Dragons, Aemon whispered.

Prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth, and you moan with the pleasure of it and think, how sweet, how fine, how good this is... and then her teeth snap shut and your moans turn to screams... Prophecy will bite your prick off everytime,

You disappoint me, Arianne. Said the crow to the raven. You have been disappointing me for years, Father.

She could feel tendrils spreading through her chest, like fingers of fire coiling around her heart, and on her tongue was a taste like honey and anise and cream, like mother's milk and Drogo's seed, like red meat and hot blood and molten gold. It was all the tastes she had ever known, and none of them… and then the glass was empty.

and some soon will learn that even an ember in the ashes can still ignite a great blaze.

The king is my son!" Cersei rose to her feet. "Aye," her uncle said, "and from what I saw of Joffrey, you are as unfit a mother as you are a ruler.

His time was past, her handmaid Irri declared. No man should live longer than his teeth.

How could it end any other way? The beast was greater than they were, a force of nature. The beast was like the river, eternal. It had no doubts, no thoughts, no dreams or plans.

Littlefinger looked like a boy who had just taken a furtive bite from a honeycomb. He was TRYING to watch for bees, but the honey was so sweet.

Better a beggar than a thief.

Glory may be everlasting, yet it is fleeting as well—soon forgotten in the aftermath of even the most famous of victories if they lead to greater disasters.

I heard of a man who had a razor made of Valyrian steel. He cut his head off trying to shave.

You know the words, but you are too proud to serve. A servant must be humble and obedient.

How many eyes does Lord Bloodraven have? A thousand eyes and one.

Some people hurt others just because they can.

Well, even if the boy lives, he'll be a cripple, grotesque. Give me a good, clean death any day.'...'Speaking for the grotesques, I'll have to disagree. Death is so final. Whereas life, ah life is so full of possibilities.

Any man who must say 'I am king' is no true king at all.

If there are gods, they made sheep so wolves could eat mutton, and they made the weak for the strong to play with.