Words are wind, Brienne told herself. They cannot hurt you. Let them wash over you.
George R. R. MartinWhat do you like to do?โ She scuffed a toe amongst the rushes. โNeedlework.โ โVery restful, isnโt it?โ โWell,โ said Arya, โnot the way I do it.
George R. R. MartinA lot of writing takes place in the subconscious, and it's bound to have an effect.
George R. R. MartinAnd who are you, the proud Lord said that I must bow so low? Only a cat of a different coat, that's all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws. And, mine are as long and sharp, my Lord as long and sharp as yours. And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear.
George R. R. MartinI'm not a writer who's preaching some particular philosophy or something but the big questions do concern me and I like to make my readers think and debate and argue with each other and look at some aspect of the world or some act of governance or war or power and have an angle they haven't considered before, and that's something I strive for and hopefully have accomplished.
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