Wouldn't--" Kel began to say, but the words stuck in her mouth. She swallowed and tried again. "Wouldn't it be well, not nice to flirt with somebody you don't want to fall in love with?

Well, laddie, if you've let an old buzzard like me hurt you confidence, you couldn't have had much in the first place.

Would I serve you or (Prince) Jon stolen goods? he asked. "No, don't answer me.

You're an obnoxious canker-blossom. Go ooze somewhere else.

Better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it.

I don't write from dreams because I don't remember mine, but I had a fragment of an image left about twins, whose father was telling them how their lives were going to go for the next eight years. I wrote a scene about that, and then another and then another and then another, and after five months I had 732 pages.

Haven’t you ever noticed that people who win say it’s because the gods know they are in the right, but if they lose, it wasn’t the gods who declared them wrong? Their opponent cheated, or their equipment was bad.