Nothing. My father is very good at doing nothing. He calls it thinking.

We all dream of things we cannot have.

I like grey characters; fantasy for too long has been focused on very stereotypical heroes and villains.

A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward.

In a heartbeat, a thousand voices took up the chant. King Joffrey and King Robb and King Stannis were forgotten, and King Bread ruled alone. "Bread." they clamored. "Bread, Bread!

Aemon’s blind white eyes came open. “Egg?” he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. “Egg, I dreamed that I was old.

The gods made our bodies as well as our souls, is it not so? They give us voices, so we might worship them with song. They give us hands, so we might build them temples. And they give us desire, so we might mate and worship them in that way.