She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. He mouth was cold, her lips rough from the winter wind, and if the mystics are right and we are doomed to repeat our squalid lives ad infinitum, at least I will always return to that kiss
David BenioffWith the movies, people are not going to wait around. The deadline is a deadline. In publishing it's more a polite suggestion.
David BenioffI was like a well trained pianist who knows which note to hit, but can't make the music his own.
David Benioff