He was beastly tired, but it was hard to stop. One more book, he had told himself, then I'll stop. One more folio, just one more. One more page, then I'll go up and rest and get a bite to eat. But there was always another page after that one, and another after that, and another book waiting underneath the pile. I'll just take a quick peek to see what this one is about, he'd think, and before he knew he would be halfway through it.
George R. R. MartinShe had put despair and fear aside, as if they were garments she did not choose to wear.
George R. R. MartinLight our fire and protect us from the dark, blah blah, light our way and keep us toasty warm, the night is dark and full of terrors, save us from the scary things, and blah blah blah some more.
George R. R. MartinI never finished any of my early stories. They were all beginnings, an endless number of beginnings.
George R. R. Martin