Littlefinger: A trade envoy from Lys once observed to me that Lord Stannis must love his daughter very well, since he'd erected hundreds of statues of her all along the walls of Dragonstone. Tyrion: My lord, those are gargoyles.

When the end comes, I will meet it raging.

A man could not always be where he belonged, though.

A bag of dragons buys a man's silence for a while, but a well-placed quarrel buys it forever.

When I am writing best, I really am lost in my world. I lose track of the outside world. I have a difficult time balancing between my real world and the artificial world.

I've written some standalone novels, but a book series allows fans in. There's much more intense involvement.

How much can a crown be worth, when a crow can dine upon a king?