Some Writers Enjoy Writing, I Am Told.

I've Been Very Lucky. There Were Times When I Was Afraid I Would Never Sell Another Book, But I Never Doubted I'd Write Another Book.

A Mind Needs Books As A Sword Needs A Whetstone, If It Is To Keep Its Edge.

Even The Sky Was Grey. Grey And Grey And Greyer. The Whole World Grey, Everywhere You Look, Everything Grey Except The Eyes Of The Bride. The Eyes Of The Bride Were Brown. Big And Brown And Full Of Fear.

Lord Snow Wants To Take My Place Now.' He Sneered. 'i'd Have An Easier Time Teaching A Wolf To Juggle Than You Will Training This Aurochs.' 'i'll Take That Wager, Ser Alliser', Jon Said. 'i'd Love To See Ghost Juggle.

Every Flight Begins With A Fall.