Quotes from George R.R. Martin

Once a horse is broken to the saddle, any man can mount him", he said in a soft voice.. "Once a beast's been joined to a man, any skinchanger can slip inside of him and ride him.

His manhood glistened wetly.

Mia moglie? Che gli Estranei se la portino alla dannazione!

When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die, Cersei Lannister had told him in the godswood.

Renly thought she was absurd. A woman dressed in man's mail, pretending to be a knight." "If he'd ever seen her in pink satin and Myrish lace, he would not have complained.

You may be different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts.

Songs are sung of Prince Joffrey's last flight as well. Some singers can find glory even in a privy, Mushroom tells us, but it takes a fool to speak the truth. Though we cannot doubt the prince's courage, his act was one of folly.

Red Rahloo means nothing here. You will only make the old gods angry. They are watching from their island.

He smiled a lot, as if the world were a secret joke that only he was clever enough to understand.

Forgive an old man his wanderings, if you would. Minds are like swords, I do fear. The old ones go to rust.

The king, the priest, the rich man—who lives and who dies? Who will the swordsman obey? It's a riddle without an answer, or rather, too many answers.

Words won´t make your mother a whore. She was what she was

And with his death, the war of ravens and envoys and marriage pacts came to an end, and the war of fire and blood began in earnest.

I will not suffer to be called a whore!" Why, sister, he never claims Jaime paid you.

Nor I. There was a time that I would have given my right hand to wield a sword like that. Now it appears I have, so the blade is wasted on me. Take it." Before she could think to refuse, he went on. "A sword so fine must bear a name. It would please me if you would call this one Oathkeeper. One more thing. The blade comes with a price.

In the cool weak light the nightflames all had died, and the silent streets echoed death and desolation. Worlorn's day. Yet it was twilight.

She was the blood of the dragon, and the fire was in her.

Oh, sí, hay muchas cosas que no comprendemos. Pasan los años, cientos, miles, ¿y qué ve un hombre en su vida? Unos pocos veranos, unos pocos inviernos. Miramos las montañas y decimos que son eternas, así nos lo parecen... pero, en el curso del tiempo, las montañas se alzan y caen, cambia el curso de los ríos, mueren estrellas en el cielo y grandes ciudades se hunden debajo del mar. Incluso los dioses mueren. Todo cambia.

Tell him he should be pleased. As many times as I've fucked you, you're likely with child. It's not every man who has the honor of raising a king's bastard." She looked at him stupidly, so he left her there.

The older dragons had died during the intervening years, but Balerion lived on, growing ever larger, fiercer, and more willful. If we discount the tales of certain sorcerers and mountebanks (as we should), he is mayhaps the only living creature in the world that knew Valyria before the Doom.

didn't have a gun myself. I never do. Guns are a crutch for those who aren't in good enough shape to run. I did have my Swiss Army knife, but that was just in case I needed a compact burglary tool.

No one looked at him. No one spoke to him. No one paid him any mind. He was surrounded by men sworn to House Lannister, a vast host twenty thousand strong, and yet he was alone.

even an ember in the ashes can still ignite a great blaze.

On the twenty-sixth day of the fifteen-day march, the last of the vegetables was consumed. On the thirty-second day, the last of the grain and fodder. Asha wondered how long a man could live on raw, half-frozen horse meat.