“ A knight's a sword with a horse. The rest, the vows and the sacred oils and the lady's favors, they're silk ribbons tied round the sword.Maybe the sword's are prettier with ribbons hanging off it, but… George R.R. Martin
“ A dozen great fires raged under the city walls, where casks of burning pitch had exploded, but the wildfire reduced them to no more than candles in a burning house, their orange and scarlet pennons fl… George R.R. Martin
“ Some men think because they are afraid to do.- There is a difference between fear and caution. George R.R. Martin
“ She sighed. I wish I had their faith. Crimson is a Lannister color.That thing’s not crimson, Ser Brynden said. Nor Tully red, the mud red of the river. That’s blood up there, child, smeared across the… George R.R. Martin
“ Lonely and lovely and lethal, Jon Snow reflected, and I might have had her. Her, and Winterfell, and my lord father’s name. Instead he had chosen a black cloak and a wall of ice. Instead he had chosen… George R.R. Martin
“ As she slept amidst the rolling grasslands, Catelyn dreamt that Bran was shole again, that Arya and Sansa held hands, that Rickon was still a babe at her breast. Robb, crownless, played with a wooden… George R.R. Martin
“ All around, the sea was full of ships. Some were burning, some were sinking, some had been smashed to splinters. George R.R. Martin
“ How would you like to die, Tyrion son of Tywin?In my own bed, with a belly full of wine and a maiden's mouth around my cock, at the age of eighty, he replied. George R.R. Martin
“ 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. George R.R. Martin
“ And it’s great to have all these readers and fans who, for the most part, are very nice people, saying they love the books and the TV show. But there are so many of them and it just doesn’t end. Oh, a… George R.R. Martin
“ My uncle always said that it was the sword in a man's hand that determined his worth, not the one between his legs. George R.R. Martin
“ Then Royce's parry came a beat too late. The pale sword bit through the ringmail beneath his arm. The young Lord cried out in pain. Blood welled between the rings. It seemed red as fire where they tou… George R.R. Martin
