Will Martin
Will Martin
Will Martinis a New Zealand-born classical crossover singer...
years silence sometimes
He had found over the years that silence sometimes yielded more than questions. And so it was this time.
children battle different
Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.
lying faces looks
A hound will die for you, but never lie to you. And he'll look you straight in the face.
dark night men
The sun will soon be setting, and corpses make poor company by night. These were dark and dangerous men, alive. I doubt that death will have improved them.
mother horse fate
It was a cruel fate, Yet not so cruel as Mago's will be. I promise you that, by the old gods and the new, by the lamb god and the horse god and every god that lives. I swear by the Mother of Mountains and the Womb of the World. Before I am done with them, Mago and Ko Jhaqo will plead for the mercy they showed Eroeh.
calumny
The best calumnies are spiced with truth.
reading great-things
The great thing about reading is that it broadens your life
hands laughing lips
she would die as she had lived, with an axe in her hand and a laugh upon her lips.
world jersey projects
I was born in Bayonne, New Jersey. I grew up in the projects. I never went anywhere. But I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.
character writing play
I do play all the characters, when I write them, one after another. If they actually had to film me, the only one I could play would be Samwell Tarly or Hot Pie.
summer children rain
The common people pray for rain, healthy children and a summer that never ends. It is no matter to them if the high lords play their game of thrones, so long as they are left in peace.
real fall trying
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.
philosophy war thinking
I'm not a writer who's preaching some particular philosophy or something but the big questions do concern me and I like to make my readers think and debate and argue with each other and look at some aspect of the world or some act of governance or war or power and have an angle they haven't considered before, and that's something I strive for and hopefully have accomplished.
reading men ice
The man who never reads lives only one.