Winter Will Never Come For The Likes

What Is Honor Compared To A Woman's Love? What Is Duty Against The Feel Of A Newborn Son In Your Arms . . . Or The Memory Of A Brother's Smile? Wind And Words. Wind And Words. We Are Only Human, And The Gods Have Fashioned Us For Love. That Is Our Great Glory, And Our Great Tragedy.

It All Goes Back And Back," Tyrion Thought, "to Our Mothers And Fathers And Theirs Before Them. We Are Puppets Dancing On The Strings Of Those Who Came Before Us, And One Day Our Own Children Will Take Up Our Strings And Dance In Our Steads.

I'm A Strong Believer In Telling Stories Through A Limited But Very Tight Third Person Point Of View. I Have Used Other Techniques During My Career, Like The First Person Or The Omniscient View Point, But I Actually Hate The Omniscient Viewpoint. None Of Us Have An Omniscient Viewpoint; We Are Alone In The Universe. We Hear What We Can Hear... We Are Very Limited. If A Plane Crashes Behind You I Would See It But You Wouldn't. That's The Way We Perceive The World And I Want To Put My Readers In The Head Of My Characters.

We Only Make Peace With Our Enemies. That's Why It's Called Making Peace.

Books Are Dead Men Talking.