Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.

We're setting up mechanisms where we can kill human beings with drones and missiles where you're sitting at a console and pressing the button. We never have to hear their whimpering, or hear them begging for their mother, or dying in horrible realities around us. I don't know if that's necessarily such a good thing.

Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next.

This is not Winterfell', he told him as he cut his meat with fork and dagger. 'On the Wall, a man gets only what he earns. You're no ranger, Jon, only a green boy with the smell of summer still on you.

It was a hollow victory they gave me. A crown...it was the girl I prayed them for. Your sister, safe... and mine again as she was meant to be. I ask you, Ned, what good is it to wear a crown?

If I die, I die friendless and abandoned. What choice did that leave him, but to live?

Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written.