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I have climbed these steps so often I know each one by name.
George R. R. Martin
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George R. R. Martin
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: September 20
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The storms come and go, the waves crash overhead, the big fish eat the little fish, and I keep on paddling. (Varys)
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It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.
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I have a hole where my heart should be, she thought, and nowhere else to go.
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Why ask for truth, Ser Barristan said softly, if you close your ears to it?
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My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.
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As much as I love historical fiction, my problem with historical fiction is that you always know what's going to happen.
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Chaos isn’t a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but they refuse. They cling to the realm, or the gods, or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.
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If I took it away, no doubt I'd find a morningstar hidden under your pillow within a fortnight. Try not to stab your sister, whatever the provocation.
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He pushed away from her and raised his arm, forcing his stump into her face. A Hand without a hand? A bad jape, sister. Don't ask me to rule.
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She had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I’m the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.
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I grew up with four T.V. channels. If you missed a show, you missed it. You gotta wait a week for the next one. I'd mail-order books: take a quarter, get an envelope, send off for it and wait until it arrived. I grew up waiting for things.
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Jay wondered how they'd feel the morning they all woke up and realized that somehow Camelot had turned into Mordor.
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Better to mock the game than to play and lose.
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There has never been a slave who did not choose to be a slave. Their choice may be between bondage and death, but the choice is always there.
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Free folk don't follow names, or little cloth animals sewn on a tunic, the King-Beyond-the-Wall had told him. They won't dance for coins, they don't care how your style yourself or what that chain of office means or who your grandsire was. They follow strength. They follow the man.
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The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here. Yet she stepped out all the same.
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