Kings are falling like leaves this autumn.
It was too wet to see the sun go down, too grey to see the moon come up.
Is it so far from madness to wisdom? - Daenerys Targaryen
If I were Mace Tyrell, I would sooner have Joffrey's head on a pike than his cock in my daughter.
I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave.
His desire was as deep and boundless as the sea, but when the tide receded, the rocks of shame and guilt thrust up as sharp as ever. Sometimes the waves would cover them, but they remained beneath the...
Hear my words and bear witness to my vow. Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and w...
He might as well wish for another thousand men, and maybe a dragon or three.
Give me sweet lies, and keep your bitter truths.
Foolish woman, will holding it secret in your heart make it any less true? If you never tell, never speak of it, will it become only a dream, less than a dream, a nightmare half-remembered? Oh, if onl...
A shy smile, strong arms, clever fingers, and two sure swords. What more could any woman want?
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.
A lord may love the men that he commands, but he cannot be a friend to them. One day he may need to sit in judgement on them, or send them forth to die.
A crown should not sit easy on the head.
A craven can be as brave as any man, when there is nothing to fear. And we all do our duty, when there is no cost to it. How easy it seems then, to walk the path of honor. Yet soon or late in every ma...
A bruise is a lesson... and each lesson makes us better.
For men, the answer was always the same and never farther away than the nearest sword. For a woman, a mother, the way was stonier and harder to know.
Wolves and women wed for life.
Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written.
It is one thing to be clever and another to be wise.