Only the innocent know the peace of untroubled sleep. Confess sins, and you will sleep like a newborn babe.

A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.

Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory and the sea of shadow that is all we know of the days to come.

The strongest trees are rooted in the dark places of the earth. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, your mother's milk. Darkness will make you strong.

She never forgets a slight, real or imagined. She takes caution for cowardice and dissent for defiance. And she is greedy. Greedy for power, for honour, for love.

Perhaps I cannot make my people good, she told herself, but I should at least try to make them a little less bad.

Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths.

Small men oft feel a need to prove their courage with unseemly boasts, " he declared. "I doubt if he could kill a duck."Tyrion shrugged. "Fetch the duck.

He'll be down with the books. My old septon used to say books are dead men talking. Dead men should keep quiet is what I say. No one wants to hear a dead man's yabber.

Gold has its uses, but war is won with iron.

Dreams can lie, your Grace.

Privileged people can fall into the trap of universalizing experiences and laying them across other people’s experiences as an interpretive lens.

I was always superthin, too skinny, actually. I felt like someone could break me in half. I realize now that being a bit more curvy and toned is so much more beautiful.

Jesus, our elder brother, was begotten in the flesh by the same character that was in the garden of Eden, and who is our Father in Heaven.

I want to know if you are willing to live, day by day, with the consequence of love.

People fall in private, long before they fall in public. The tree falls with a great crash, but the secret decay which accounts for it, is often not discovered until it is down on the ground.

Here was a man with loads of talent, loads of ability, lots of love to give; but that had been stifled and aborted. I became very fond of that character.

I think Elvis would be alive today, probably, if he had been allowed to mix and mingle with his fans. I think it was a great cross for him to bear that he couldn't get out and be with his fans.

Do what's good for humans, modeled on how humans already do things; ignore what's convenient for computers.

I am a Christian in the only sense in which He wished anyone to be: sincerely attached to His doctrines in preference to all others.

cats will be clean in a pigsty while pigs will be dirty in a marble hall.