George R.R. Martin Quote

The black of the ocean waves was the color of the sorrow in my breast, a sorrow that was never far away and always visible.

Good for Christmas-time is the ruddy colour of the cloak in which--the tree making a forest of itself for her to trip through, with her basket--Little Red Riding-Hood comes to me one Christmas Eve to...

Even a wolf knows how to be polite when animalistic humans have no clue about politeness

When the wolf howls and the moon dimshope fades with the waning light. Evil lurks at every turn as shadows waltz across the ebony night. Behold the midnight hour where all of reason takes flight.

Have you seen what wolves do to their prey? But they do mate for life.

There's something stalking us. Off to the side of the road, moving through the forest.'Kettricken smiled.

Battling wolves today strengthens you for battling lions tomorrow.

Daniel murmured to me.Chloe gave a soft laugh. A wry smile. The wolf growled, but she only laughed and gave him a pat, then tugged him away as we went to retrieve my clothing.

I have a bad habit of wolfing down things that catch my eye.

Quien no lleva dentro un lobo no tiene por eso que ser feliz tampoco.