All dwarfs may be bastards yet not all bastards are dwarfs.
I've lost a hand, a father, a son, a sister, and a lover, and soon enough I will lose a brother. And yet they keep telling me House Lannister won this war.
Books are dead men talking.
It was a story called ‘The Hero’ which I sold to Galaxy magazine in 1970, for $94.
Some doors are best left closed.
One voyage to the East and a man could live as rich as a lord until the end of his days. When he'd been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself. But the years went dancing by like moths around a flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right.