Quotes from George R.R. Martin

Have you noticed that the rain stopped the instant I had a roof above me? It will start again now that I'm back out.

The wolves will come again," said Jojen solemnly.

Stop whimpering and snapping at me, I'm sick of it. Keep your mouth shut and do as I tell you, and maybe we'll even be in time for your uncle's bloody wedding.

He cries behind his wall, I think, and no one knows, not even he. And no one will ever know, and in the end he'll always be alone in smiling pain.

Even dreams cannot live up here.

He spoke of dreams and never named the dreamer, of a glass candle that could not be lit and eggs that would not hatch. He said the sphinx was the riddle, not the riddler, whatever that meant.

Han is only in it for the money, he makes that plain right from the start … which makes it all the more thrilling when he returns at the end of Star Wars to put that rocket up Darth Vader's butt. (Oh, and he DOES shoot first in the cantina scene, no matter how George Lucas retcons that first movie.)

Terrible times breed terrible things, my lord.

Plots within plots, but all roads lead down the dragon's gullet.

Is that a crow I hear, calling the raven black?

Si el hielo puede arder, el amor y el odio se pueden emparejar. Montaña o pantano, da igual. La tierra es una» —Jojen.

Am I still a thief if I put it all back and no one ever knows?

a few of them even looked like soldiers. In a bad light. If you squint.

A thief was a thief, whether he stole a little or a lot.

My father once told me that some men are not worth having," Jon finished. "A bannerman who is brutal or unjust dishonors his liege lord as well as himself.

He caught the first man in the back of the knee before they even knew he was there, and the heavy axehead split flesh and bone like rotten wood. Logs that bleed, Tyrion thought inanely as the second man came for him. Tyrion ducked under his sword, lashed out with the axe, the man reeled backward... and Catelyn Stark stepped up behind him and opened his throat. The horseman remembered an urgent engagement elsewhere and galloped off suddenly.

A bear! A bear! All black and brown and covered in hair!

Ser Rodrik groused. His opinion of singers was well known; music was a lovely thing for girls, but he could not comprehend why any healthy boy would fill his hand with a harp when he might have had a sword.

No man had need of candles when the sun awaited him.

Yet in its own way, death is the most natural thing of all

Sólo un tonto se humilla a sí mismo, habiendo tantos hombres en el mundo dispuestos a encargarse de esa tarea

There's a sweet sound," he said, slashing at the air. "Flap closer, Snow. I mean to make your feathers fly.

A modest fellow, this one," the septon said to Ser Lucas. "Were I as large as him, I'd call myself Ser Sefton the Immense. Ser Sefton the Tower. Ser Sefton with the Clouds About His Ears.

Fat and awkward and frightened he might be, but Samwell Tarly was no fool. One night he visited Jon in his cell. "I don't know what you did," he said, "but I know you did it." He looked away shyly. "I've never had a friend before." "We're not friends," Jon said. He put a hand on Sam's broad shoulder. "We're brothers.