George R.R. Martin

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

George R.R. Martin


«But words in a book were one thing. The true test came in battle.»

George R.R. Martin


«La historia ha confirmado la triste verdad de que las masas irracionales siempre se han alineado detrás del poderoso y no del sabio.»

George R.R. Martin


«The day is won [...] And yet you do not smile, boy. The living should smile, for the dead cannot.»

George R.R. Martin


«It was queer how sometimes a child's innocent eyes can see things that grown men are blind to.»

George R.R. Martin


«I know I want you," he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked as her name day, and he was as hard as the rock around them. He had been in her half a hundred times by now, but always beneath furs, with others all around them. He had never seeen how beautiful she was. Her legs were skinny and well muscled, the hair at the juncture of her thighs a brighter red than that on her head. Does that make it even luckier? He pulled her close.»

George R.R. Martin


«There is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs.»

George R.R. Martin


«The heart is all that matters.»

George R.R. Martin


«This was how an enemy should be dealt with: with a dagger, not a declaration.»

George R.R. Martin


«Writing is like sausage making in my view; you'll all be happier in the end if you just eat the final product without knowing what's gone into it.»

George R.R. Martin


«...How would you like to die, Tyrion son of Tywin?"»

George R.R. Martin


«Perhaps I cannot make my people good, she told herself, but I should at least try to make them a little less bad.»

George R.R. Martin


«You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you...»

George R.R. Martin


«The man who fears losing has already lost.»

George R.R. Martin


«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.»

George R.R. Martin


«Let me give you some counsel, bastard,” Lannister said. “Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.”»

George R.R. Martin


«Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.»

George R.R. Martin


«Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the cruelest is the one called love.»

George R.R. Martin


«The maester had loved books as much as Samwell Tarly did. He understood the way that you could fall right into them, as if each page was a hole into another world.»

George R.R. Martin


«He drew the dagger and laid it on the table between them; a length of dragonbone and Valyrian steel, as sharp as the difference between right and wrong, between true and false, between life and death.»

George R.R. Martin


«If walls could keep us small peasants would all be tiny and kings as large as giants»

George R.R. Martin


«Half-truths are worth more than outright lies.»

George R.R. Martin


«Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.»

George R.R. Martin


«Every man should lose a battle in his youth, so he does not lose a war when he is old.»

George R.R. Martin


«Jaime," ela disse, puxando-lhe a orelha "querido, eu o conheço desde que era um bebê no colo de Joanna. Sorri como Gerion e luta como Tyg, e há um pouco de Kevan em você, caso contrário não usaria esse manto... Mas o filho de Tywin é Tyrion, não você. Certa vez, eu disse isso na cara de seu pai, e ele não falou comigo durante meio ano. Os homens são uns tremendos idiotas. Até aqueles que aparecem uma vez a cada mil anos.»

George R.R. Martin


«There is sitting and there is sitting. (...) Each one waits for the other to move, but the lion is poised, his tail twitching, while the fawn is frozen by fear, bowels turned to belly. No matter which way he bounds, the lion will have him, and he knows it.»

George R.R. Martin


«His cloak was his crowning glory; sable, thick and black and soft as sin.»

George R.R. Martin


«Fat men take a cushion with them wherever they go.»

George R.R. Martin


«When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.»

George R.R. Martin


«The singers make much of kings who valiantly die in battle, but your life is worth more than a sword. To me at least, who gave it to you.»

George R.R. Martin