Robert wanted to be loved. My brother Tyrion has the same disease. Do you want to be loved, Sansa?” “Everyone wants to be loved.” “I see flowering hasn’t made you any brighter,” said Cersei. “Sansa, permit me to share a bit of womanly wisdom with you on this very special day. Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same.

Fire consumes, but cold preserves.

The maester smiled...Hush now, child, I'm much older than you. I can....die as I please.

My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever.

It was bitingly cold up here,and the wind pulled at his clothes like an insistent lover.

Something about the howling of a wolf took a man right out of his here and now and left him in a dark forest of the mind, running naked before the pack.

Names are hard. I have a library of What to Name Your Baby books, and I’m always picking up new books, and books of baby names from other countries. I like cool-sounding names.