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Ser Jaime? Even in soiled pink satin and torn lace, Brienne looked more like a man in a gown than a proper woman.I am grateful, but...you were well away. Why come back? A dozen quips came to mind, each crueler than the one before, but Jaime only shrugged. I dreamed of you, he said.

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George R. R. Martin
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: September 20
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It's not, Mormont told him. Gods save us, boy, you're not blind and you're not stupid. When dead men come hunting in the night, do you think it matters who sits the Iron Throne?
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A fair bargain leaves both sides unhappy.
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The ones who look the most suspicious are likely innocent. It's the ones who look innocent I need to beware.
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Nothing burns like the cold. But only for a while. Then it gets inside you and starts to fill you up, and after a while you don't have the strength to fight it.
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Anyone can be killed.
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Those are brave men, he told Ser Balon in admiration. Let's go kill them.
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Historical fiction is not history. You're blending real events and actual historical personages with characters of your own creation.
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We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss. Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.
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Why should death make a man truthful, or even clever? The dead are likely dull fellows, full of tedious complaints - the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than I do.
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When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers, Azor Ahai shall be born again amidst smoke and salt to wake dragons out of stone.
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Even the sky was grey. Grey and grey and greyer. The whole world grey, everywhere you look, everything grey except the eyes of the bride. The eyes of the bride were brown. Big and brown and full of fear.
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The Iron Throne is mine by rights. All those who deny that are my foes. The whole of the realm denies it, brother, said Renley. Old men deny it with their death rattle, and unborn children deny it in their mothers' wombs. They deny it in Dorne and they deny it on the Wall. No one wants you for their king. Sorry.
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So be it. I'll wear my iron and hold my tongue. A man who won't listen can't hear.
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Ser Cleos looked like a weasel, fought like a goose, and had the courage of an especially brave ewe.
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I can be humbler than anyone.
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She narrowed her eyes. “What is our heart’s desire?” “Vengeance.” His voice was soft, as if he were afraid that someone might be listening. “Justice.” Prince Doran pressed the onyx dragon into her palm with his swollen, gouty fingers, and whispered, “Fire and blood.
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All my life men like you've sneered at me, and all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust.
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a man who hates music can’t be trusted, I always say.
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He is a man of the Night's Watch, She thought, as he sang about some stupid lady throwing herself off some stupid tower because her stupid prince was dead. The lady should go kill the ones who killed her prince. Arya Stark (page 514)
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