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| 6165fe1 | Bad horror stories concern themselves with six ways to kill a vampire, and graphic accounts of how the rats ate Billy's genitalia. Good horror stories are about larger things. About hope and despair. About love and hatred, lust and jealousy. About friendship and adolescence and sexuality and rage, loneliness and alienation and psychosis, courage and cowardice, the human mind and body and spirit under stress and in agony, the human heart in .. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 7aa9ad5 | It is not the foes who curse you to your face that you must fear, but those who smile when you are looking and sharpen their knives when you turn your back. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 6d743d8 | Never knew Bannen could smell so good.' Edd's tone was morose as ever.'I had half a mind to carve a slice off him. If we had some applesauce, I might have done it. Pork's always best with applesauce, I find.' ... 'You best not die, Sam, or I fear I might succumb. There's bound to be more crackling on you than Bannen ever had,and I never could resist a bit of crackling. | dolorous-edd humor | George R.R. Martin | |
| 52b5dc1 | If walls could keep us small, peasants would all be tiny and kings as large as giants," said Ser Jorah. "I've seen huge men born in hovels, and dwarfs who dwelt in castles." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 584e9db | Your Grace," he said, when he and Cersei were alone, "I was wondering. Are you drunk, or merely stupid?" | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ca3e179 | It seemed as he had been falling for years. Fly, a voice whispered in the darkness, but Bran did not know how to fly, so all he could do was fall. | dreams falling | George R.R. Martin | |
| 1d19c0d | Jon hung a quiver from his belt and pulled an arrow. The shaft was black, the fletching grey. As he notched it to his string, he remembered something that Theon Greyjoy had once said after a hunt. "The boar can keep his tusks and the bear his claws," he had declared, smiling that way he did. "There's nothing half so mortal as a grey goose feather." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b33196d | A man is never so vulnerable in a battle as when he flees," Lord Eddard has told Jon once. "A running man is like a wounded animal to a soldier. It gets his bloodlust up." | fear soldier | George R.R. Martin | |
| cc4d069 | Old powers waken. Shadows stir. An age of wonder and terror will soon be upon us, and age for gods and heroes. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 891f293 | Dragons are fire made flesh. | fire flesh | George R.R. Martin | |
| 6ed87f1 | Friend or foe, the crows care not. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| de0f4ba | Many good men have been bad kings, Maester Aemon used to say, and some bad men have been good kings. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ee3d6d0 | Sometimes I dream about it, I'm walking down this long empty hall. My voice echoes all around, but no one answers, so I walk faster, opening doors, shouting names. I don't even know who I'm looking for. Most nights it's my father, but sometimes it's Robb instead, or my little sister Arya, or my uncle. Even the ravens are gone from the rookery, and the stables are full of bones. That always scares me. I start to run then, throwing open doors.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 8ed0b6f | When I came into his presence, he was seated, and in his lap was a fat yellow cat. He told me that one of the captains had brought the beast to him, from an island beyond the sunrise. 'Have you ever seen her like?' he asked of me. And to him I said, 'Each night in the alleys of Braavos I see a thousand like him,' and the Sealord laughed, and that day I was named the first sword." Arya screwed up her face. "I don't understand." Syrio clic.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| f95f94a | Gentler than the Lanisters is dryer than the sea. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 6522a52 | Jon smiled at him. "I'm sorry about your wrist. Robb used the same move on me once, only with a wooden blade. It hurt like seven hells, but yours must be worse. Look, if you want, I can show you how to defend that." Alliser Thorne overheard him. "Lord Snow wants to take my place now." He sneered. "I'd have an easier time teaching a wolf to juggle than you will training this aurochs." "I'll take that wager, Ser Alliser," Jon said. "I'd love .. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ff62bbb | Do as you're told, sweetling, it won't be so bad. Wolves are supposed to be brave, aren't they? | kettleback sansa-stark | George R.R. Martin | |
| 8c07b16 | Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell) | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 643abb6 | Dany "Bring me that book I was reading last night." She wanted to lose herself in the words, in other times and other places. The fat leather-bound volume was full of songs and stories from the Seven Kingdoms. Children's stories, if truth be told; too simple and fanciful to be true history. All the heroes were tall and handsome, and you could tell the traitors by their shifty eyes. Yet she loved reading them all the same. Last night she had.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 2255d46 | Lord Rodrik was seldom seen without a book in hand, be it in the privy, on the deck of his Sea Song, or whilst holding audience. Asha had oft seen him reading on his high seat beneath the silver scythes. He would listen to each case as it was laid before him, pronounce his judgment...and read a bit whilst his captain-of-guards went to bring in the next supplicant. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| a1f9b25 | After the brightness of the morning, the interior of the pavilion seemed cool and dim. Stannis seated himself on a plain wooden camp stool and waved Davos to another. "One day I may make you a lord, smuggler. If only to irk Celtigar and Florent. You will not thank me, though. It will mean you must suffer through these councils, and feign interest in the braying of mules." "Why do you have them, if they serve no purpose?" "The mules love the.. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| ec81609 | There's nothing half so mortal as a grey goose feather. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 00bf20d | Your lips were made for kissing. They are lips. All lips are the same. And all lips are made for kissing. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 507752f | You heard me. Go away. But... where should I go? To hell or home, as you prefer. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 71b1e54 | I pray he found the peace in death that he never knew in life. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 7393b30 | If? The word is when. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 99bd358 | Who in seven hells is this one?" "The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard," Jaime returned with cold courtesy. "I might ask the same of you, my lady." "Lady? I'm no lady. I'm the queen." "My sister will be surprised to hear that." "Lord Ryman crowned me his very self." She gave a shake of her ample hips. "I'm the queen o' whores." No, Jaime thought, my sweet sister holds that title too." | George R.R. Martin | ||
| d72e6a7 | he'd told her that young girls were always happiest with older men. Innocence and experience make for a perfect marriage. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 3371ab9 | Reading books by candlelight will make you blind." "I need the candlelight to see the words, ser." "Do you want a clout in the ear?" | George R.R. Martin | ||
| 3f79266 | Your boat's not like to sink, I don't think. Boats only sink when I'm aboard. | humor | George R.R. Martin | |
| de2e7a0 | If the lamb sees the knife, she panics. Her panic seeps into her meat, darkens it, fouls the flavor. | George R.R. Martin | ||
| b6fe461 | I like your hair," he said quietly, "but I think you'd look good whatever you did with it." Here's the thing.He looked like he meant it, and like it had been the most natural thing in the world to say. I blinked at him. "Okay," I said. "You want to know something about me that I don't really want to tell you? How about this. I dont get it.This.I hate that I don't. I wish I were the kind of girl who took guys like you as my sovereign right i.. | Melissa Jensen | ||
| 8dbd20e | every neight he read aloud to them until his voice cracked. Atticus killed several birds with one stone when he read to his children, and would pobably have caused a child psychologist considerable dismay: he read to Jem and Jean Louise whatever he happened to be reading, and the children grew up possessed of an obsure eruidition. | Harper Lee | ||
| 8897ac5 | The process by which money is created is so simple that the mind is repelled. | John Kenneth Galbraith | ||
| 6cbc87a | If there must be madness, something may be said for having it on a heroic scale | madness | John Kenneth Galbraith | |
| 2fb2cb8 | The threat to men of great dignity, privilege and pretense is not from the radicals they revile; it is from accepting their own myth. | John Kenneth Galbraith | ||
| f853de7 | Ben Franklin advises his grandson not to let even the American Revolution interrupt his studies, urging of young adulthood, "This is the time of life in which you are to lay the foundations of your future improvement and of your importance among men. If this season is neglected, it will be like cutting off the spring from the year." -- | reaction young-adult | H.W. Brands | |
| 422bcdb | The scenes and events were beautiful color spots in her memory. | Jean Craighead George | ||
| afba2c1 | Change your ways when fear seizes," he had said, "for it usually means you are doing something wrong." | fear | Jean Craighead George | |
| 1d6e7da | At the 150-minute point of sitting in a standard theater chair, the human buttocks die; once dead, they cannot be revived. They cease to function, whatever that function may have been, and must be carried around like a sack, or two, of flour. | Michael J. Nelson | ||
| ee46f2c | No one's future is certain. It depends on the choices they make. | Meg Cabot | ||
| ed80d0e | Am I really not worth shaving for? | Meg Cabot | ||
| e1bb2b5 | Every moment away from you feels like time spent in a sort of cell. I can think of nothing, dream of nothing, but you. Unfortunately, I will have to remain in my self-inflicted prison a bit longer, since work will keep me from meeting you tonight. I can't seem to find a way to avoid this... however, I hope this gift will make up for my unforgivable behavior. I saw this and though of you, and St. George. You have slain the dragon. Until we m.. | lucien | Meg Cabot | |
| eee8593 | I mean it. Like, people always talk about how God doesn't ever give you more than you can handle, but I'm telling you right now, I cannot handle this. This is just too much! | Meg Cabot |