They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle Earth.

We will fight a battle, and then we will rest. Alive or dead, we'll rest." - Jon Snow

I dreamed... in the black of night a man asks all the questions he dare not ask by daylight. For me, the past years, only one question has remained. Why would the gods take my eyes and my strength, yet condemn me to linger on so long, frozen and forgotten? What use could they have for an old done man like me? ... I remember, Sam. I still remember. Remember what? Dragons, Aemon whispered.

It was astonishing to see how angry Cersei could wax over accusations she knew perfectly well to be true.

I have a huge emotional attachment to characters I've created, especially the viewpoint characters.

People often claim to hunger for truth, but seldom like the taste when it's served up.

Nothing bores me more than books where you read two pages and you know exactly how it's going to come out. I want twists and turns that surprise me, characters that have a difficult time and that I don't know if they're going to live or die.