You wear your honor like a suit of armor... You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.

I suppose I'm a lapsed Catholic. You would consider me an atheist or agnostic.

Sorcery is the sauce fools spoon over failure to hide the flavor of their own incompetence.

One voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found.

When a man was hurt you took him to the maester, but what could you do when your maester was hurt?

You are the blood of the dragon. You can make a hat.

My dreams are the usual incoherent nonsense. Like most writers, at some point in my career I thought, well, I have these great dreams but I always forget them in the morning so I’ll leave a pad on my bedside table so I can write it down, and then you have some incredible dream and you write it down and the next morning you wake up and you’ve written ‘purple socks’.