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"Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word."

George R.R. Martin  (via artistsuffer)

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George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

I should learn from this quote.

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George R R Martin: *creates amazing, complex male character who only manages to show kindness and emotion around one person, an innocent female, and writes several electric moments between them with all sorts of emotional implications*
George R R Martin: *appears confused by Sandor fangirls and acts like SanSan is unexpected*
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Overview of reading the A song of Ice and Fire series.
Me: Oh, this is actually turning out pretty good. Everyone's about to be happy.
George Martin: Ohoho, you're adorable.
Me: What?
George Martin: Nothing, nothing, just-- BOOM! DEAD!
Me: Why would you do that!?
George Martin: Do what? THIS? Two more deaths, BOOYAH!
Me: Why would you even develop these characters if you're gonna kill them!!??
George Martin: Because I can, bitch. There is no R'hllor, there is only ME.
George Martin: There's only one thing you say to Death.
Me: Not today?
George Martin: Not enough! BLARGHSJD!
Me: Why? WHY??
George Martin: Valar Morghulis, bitch, Valar Morghulis.
Me: ...
George Martin: ...
Me: ...
George Martin: Valar.
Me: ...
George Martin: Morghulis.
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"Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle-Earth."

George R.R. Martin. (via kayleyhyde)

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