The girl had hoped for fog, but the gods ignored her prayers as gods so often did.

And for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons.

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

The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real, for a moment at least, that long magic moment before we wake.

Cersei Lannister: I shall wear this as a badge of honor. Robert Barathon: Wear it in silence or I'll honor you again.

The true horrors of human history derive not from orcs and Dark Lords, but from ourselves.

Power resides only where men believe it resides. [...] A shadow on the wall, yet shadows can kill. And ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow.