She had killed him with a whisper, and she would kill two more before she was through. I’m the ghost in Harrenhal, she thought. And that night, there was one less name to hate.

I'm fond of all my characters so every time one doesn't make the cut I'm a little disappointed although I understand it.

There are two kinds of writers. There are architects and gardeners. The architects do blueprints before they drive the first nail. The gardeners just dig a hole and plant the seed and see what comes up.

As we sin, so do we suffer

One night, in his cups, he drank a jar of wildfire, after telling his friends it would transform him into a dragon, but the gods were kind and it transformed him into a corpse.

Words are like arrows, Arianne. Once loosed, you cannot call them back. - Areo Hotah

The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings. (Samuel Tarly)