Quotes from George R.R. Martin

I was trying to win the throne to save the kingdom, when I should have been trying to save the kingdom to win the throne.

A sword is only as good as the man who wields it.

Oldtown waited for the dawn, and the coming of the dragons. And the dragons came.

Clegane would grunt from time to time, and once Tyrion heard him mutter a curse, but otherwise he fought in a sullen silence. Not Oberyn Martell. "You raped her," he called, feinting. "You murdered her," he said, dodging a looping cut from Gregor's greatsword. "You killed her children," he shouted, slamming the spearpoint into the giant's throat, only to have it glance off the thick steel gorget with a screech.

Catelyn dreamt that Bran was whole again, that Arya and Sansa held hands, that Rickon was still a babe at her breast. Robb, crownless, played with a wooden sword, and when all were safe asleep, she found Ned in her bed, smiling

His elk?" said Bran, wonderstruck. "His elk?" said Meera, startled. "His ravens?" said Jojen. "Hodor?" said Hodor.

The Red Sword of Heroes looks a proper mess

He wondered how many lives had been snuffed out by that fart.

Do you mean to spend your whole life running away?" Tyrion asked before she could slip back out the door. That stopped her. Her cheeks turned a bright pink, and he was afraid she was about to start weeping again. Instead she thrust out her lip defiantly and said, "You're running too." "I am," he confessed. "but I am running TO and you are running FROM, and there's a world of difference there.

Free folk and kneelers are more alike than not, Jon Snow. Men are men and women women, no matter which side of the Wall we were born on. Good men and bad, heroes and villains, men of honor, liars, cravens, brutes … we have plenty, as do you.

Two hearts that beat as one.

The dream was green, and the green dreams do not lie.

He bound the land together, and made of seven kingdoms, one.

Did you ever wonder why Spot runs so much? He's running away from Dick and Jane and Sally, the dullest family in the world.

Never wound a foe when you can kill him. Dead men don't claim vengeance.

In the end a gentle heart may be worth more than pride or valor.

Some men had faces that cried out for a beard. Ser Clayton's face cried out for an axe between the eyes.

Arya was a trial, it must be said. Half a boy and half a wolf pup. Forbid her anything and it became her heart's desire. She had Ned's long face, and brown hair that always looked as though a bird had been nesting in it. I despaired of ever making a lady of her. She collected scabs as other girls collected dolls, and would say anything that came into her head. I think that she must be dead too.

A dozen great fires raged under the city walls, where casks of burning pitch had exploded, but the wildfire reduced them to no more than candles in a burning house, their orange and scarlet pennons fluttering insignificantly against the jade holocaust.

I remember, Sam. I still remember." He was not making sense. "Remember what?" "Dragons," Aemon whispered. "The grief and glory of my House, they were.

He looked like a naughty child who had managed to steal the moon and eat it.

A fat man always sits comfortably, I am thinking, for he takes his pillow with him wherever he goes.

Dorne has danced with dragons before," he said. "I would sooner sleep with scorpions.

Sometimes, the best thing you can do is nothing. Catelyn