“I can describe an axe entering a human skull in great explicit detail and no one will blink twice at it. I provide a similar description, just as detailed, of a penis entering a vagina, and I get letters about it and people swearing off. To my mind this is kind of frustrating, it’s madness. Ultimately, in the history of… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share
“I know I want you," he heard himself say, all his vows and his honor all forgotten. She stood before him naked… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Sex is sharing, you see, and it's good to share with everyone. But the sharing has to be real and meaningful. That… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Neither's the one you get, less you want me to see if your apple's ripe, yet. - Yoren” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share
“It is my look they will flinch from now, my frown that they must fear.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Everything Syrio Forel had ever taught her vanished in a heartbeat. In that instant of sudden terror, the only lesson Arya could remember was… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Megga couldn’t sing, but she was mad to be kissed. She and Alla played a kissing game sometimes, she confessed, but it wasn’t the same as kissing a man, much less a king. Sansa wondered what Megga would think about kissing the Hound, as she had. He’d come to her the night of the battle stinking of wine and blood.… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share
“The rain feels good against my face, Sam. It feels like tears. Let me stay a while longer, I pray you. It has been… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“The shy girl she had known at Riverrun had grown into a woman who was by turns proud, fearful, cruel, dreamy, reckless, timid, stubborn,… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“He won the war on the battlefield and lost it in a bedchamber, poor fool.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“On the morning after battle the crows had feasted on victors and vanquished alike. How much can a crown be worth when a crow… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
