Quotes from George R.R. Martin

There is a tool for every task, and a task for every tool.

Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray, stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know a better day, Gentle Mother, strength of women, help our daughters through this fray, soothe the wrath and tame the fury, teach us all a kinder way.

We'll both walk away smiling, in harmonious equipoise.

There were some secrets that should never be spoken, some shames a man should take to his grave.

The night is dark and filled with terrors,

Our clothes make us different people. I would sooner be flesh and blood than silks and jewels,

Sometimes a man knows more than he says.

Sometimes Old Nan would tell the same story she'd told before, but we bever mindedn if it was a good story. Old stories are like old friends, she use to saym you have to visit them from time to time.

And I know that a king protects his people, or he is no king at all.

His desire was as deep and boundless as the sea, but when the tide receded, the rocks of shame and guilt thrust up as sharp as ever. Sometimes the waves would cover them, but they remained beneath the waters, hard and black and slimy.

Once I dreamed of flying, she thought, and now I've flown, and dream of stealing eggs. That made her laugh. "Men are mad and gods are madder" she told the grass, and the grass murmured its agreement.

Sing to me in the language of leviathan, that I may know his name.

They are boys drunk on song and story, and like all boys, they think themselves immortal.

If you step in a nest of snakes, does it matter which one bites you first?

That's pretty." He remembered Sansa telling him once that he should say that whenever a lady told him her name.

Mercy, thought Theon as Luwin dropped back. There's a bloody trap. Too much and they call you weak, too little and you're monstrous.

Winter storms are worse, but autumn's are more frequent.

You will never find the eye with your fingers, Bran. You must search with your heart."Jojen studied Bran's face with those strange green eyes. "Or are you afraid?" "Maester Luwin says there's nothing in dreams that a man need fear." "There is," said Jojen. "What?" "The past. The future. The truth.

Visenya, eldest of the three siblings, was as much a warrior as Aegon himself, as comfortable in ringmail as in silk.

The rat squealed as he bit into it, squirming wildly in his hands, frantic to escape.

D'you remember that cave? We should have stayed in that cave. I told you so.

Tell me, Bronn. If I told you to kill a babe... an infant girl, say, still at her mother's breast... would you do it? Without question? Without question? No. The sellsword rubbed thumb and forefinger together. I'd ask how much.

Words are not swords.

Jaime," she said, tugging on his ear, "sweetling, I have known you since you were a babe at Joanna's breast. You smile like Gerion and fight like Tyg, and there's some of Kevan in you, else you would not wear that cloak … but Tyrion is Tywin's son, not you. I said so once to your father's face, and he would not speak to me for half a year. Men are such thundering great fools. Even the sort who come along once in a thousand years.