George R. R. Martin
George R. R. Martin
George Raymond Richard Martin, often referred to as GRRM, is an American novelist and short-story writer in the fantasy, horror, and science fiction genres, a screenwriter, and television producer. He is best known for his international bestselling series of epic fantasy novels, A Song of Ice and Fire, which was later adapted into the HBO dramatic series Game of Thrones...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth20 September 1948
CountryUnited States of America
lying eye heart
The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true.
bird littles daggers
His dagger was out, poised at her throat. “Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life.
wise mother grief
If I could wish the Kingslayer back in chains I would. You freed him without my knowledge or consent... but what you did, I know you did for love. For Arya and Sansa, and out of grief for Bran and Rickon. Love’s not always wise, I’ve learned. It can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts... wherever they take us. Don’t we, Mother?
men
A man could not always be where he belonged, though.
men crowns fool
All men are fools, if truth be told, but the ones in motley are more amusing than ones with crowns.
joy faces rage
There was an agelessness about him, a stillness; on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.
ivory skins steel
My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.
girl dream song
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.
boys cows skinny
Irri and Jhiqui argued about Rakharo. “You are too skinny for him,” Jhiqui was saying. “You are almost a boy. Rakharo does not bed with boys. This is known.” Irri bristled back. “It is known that you are almost a cow. Rakharo does not bed with cows.
black cold stills
And all was black and still, and black and cold, and black and dead, and black.
gentle starks mistaken
Tyrion: My gentle sister seems to have mistaken me for Ned Stark. Bronn: I hear he was taller. Tyrion: Not after Joff took off his head.
men brave admiration
Those are brave men," he told Ser Balon in admiration. "Let's go kill them.
girl children fire
You could make a poultice out of mud to cool a fever. You could plant seeds in mud and grow a crop to feed your children. Mud would nourish you, where fire would only consume you, but fools and children and young girls would choose fire every time.
song men wheels
History is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.