“ Slowly the shapes around her took on form. Huge empty eyes stared at her hungrily through the gloom, and dimly she saw the jagged shadows of long teeth. She had lost the count. She closed her eyes and… George R.R. Martin
“ Lonely? Yes. But a solemn, brooding, tragic loneliness that a man hates with a passion—and yet loves so much he craves for more. George R.R. Martin
“ Let them mock, Bran thought. No one mocked him in his bedchamber, but he would not live his life in bed. George R.R. Martin
“ It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown...it was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe... and mine again as she was meant to be. I ask you, Ned, what good is it to wear a crown? George R.R. Martin
