George R.R. Martin

Innocence and experience make for a perfect marriage.

Nothing' isn't better or worse than anything. Nothing is just... nothing." Arya Stark

Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.

One King means peace.

Torches just blind you. On a clear night like this, the moon and the stars are enough.

She should be on a hill somewhere, under a fruit tree, with the sun and clouds above her and the rain to wash her clean.

History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.

Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?- How else? Though not till I'm done reading.

Man wants to be the king o_ the rabbits, he best wear a pair o_ floppy ears.

Beauty can be treacherous.

Still, beauty can mask deadly danger.

She is not truly beautiful but something about her draws the eye.

The years pass in their hundreds and their thousands, and what does any man see of life but a few summers, a few winters? We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem... but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.

All men are fools, and all men are knights where women are concerned.

Wolves and women wed for life.

Tyrion let the eunuch help him mount. "Lord Varys," he said from the saddle, "sometimes I feel as though you are the best friend I have in King's Landing and sometimes I feel you are my worst enemy." "How odd. I think quite the same of you.

No". Tyrion's voice was hoarse. "Sansa is no longer yours to torment. Understand that, monster." Joffrey sneered. "You're the monster, Uncle" "Am I?" Tyrion cocked his head. "Perhaps you should speak more softly to me, then. Monsters are dangerous beasts, and just now kinds seem to be dying like flies.