Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. MartinJay wondered how they'd feel the morning they all woke up and realized that somehow Camelot had turned into Mordor.
George R. R. MartinWe read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang.
George R. R. Martin