The morning air was dark with the smoke of burning gods.

One of the hardest parts of writing is writing from the gut or the heart or something like that rather than intellectually.

I buried him with mine own hands, in a place he showed me once when I was a squire at Storm’s End. No one shall ever find him there to disturb his rest.” He looked at Jaime defiantly. “I will defend King Tommen with all my strength, I swear it. I will give my life for his if need be. But I will never betray Renly, by word or deed. He was the king that should have been. He was the best of them.

I'm honest. It's the world that's awful.

Have a care how you speak to me, Imp. Doubtless he meant to sound threatening, but that absurd wisp of a mustache ruined the effect.

Art is not a democracy. People don't get to vote on how it ends.

One of the things I love, and I'm a voracious reader as well as a writer, is books that surprise me, that are not predictable.