Even the strongest blizzards start with a single snowflake.

That's why literature is so fascinating. It's always up for interpretation, and could be a hundred different things to a hundred different people. It's never the same thing twice.

I know he sees it, because for the briefest moment he drops his expressionless mask and the look in his eyes shows me he feels the same way. A mirror of every part of myself I can't bear to face.

A Winterian wielding an Autumnian weapon, using Cordellan allegiance to bring Spring crumbling down.

I know there are things you aren’t telling me. Big things…Sir, I will find out. I only hope your reasoning is good enough for me to forgive you.

I can weave threads of myself into a tapestry already designed by others.

No matter what happens, no matter who turns on me, no matter what pompous swine thinks he has power over me, I am still me. I will always be me.

Mather smiles at me through it, some of his tension softening before he drops his head in a small bow. "My queen, " he says in response.

All those practice fights when it was just us, two children pretending to be soldiers. Or two soldiers pretending to be children.

In the face of all that has happened, it feels good, really good, to just breathe for a moment.

The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery is of little worth.

I never want to leave you." I didn't respond- not because I couldn't find the words, but because there weren't any words in the entire world that could have sounded more perfect.

All profoundly original art looks ugly at first.

I mean, you know, presidents of the United States can't randomly tweet without having check - - having somebody check it out.

Why won't you run in the rain and play, let the tears splash all over you?

No intelligent idea can gain general acceptance unless some stupidity is mixed in with it.

Act with integrity. Live up to your idea of who you are.

To be a legend, you generally had to be dead.

Writing makes no noise, except groans, and it can be done everywhere, and it is done alone.

I belong nowhere and to no one.