What did George R. R. Martin mean by: There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man. - George R. R. Martin Copy
+ Love is sweet, dearest Ned, but it cannot change a man’s nature. — Lyanna Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Love, Sweet, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ And for the first time in hundreds of years, the night came alive with the music of dragons. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Dragons, Night, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ Of course it’s not enough to be a good man to be an effective ruler and it never has been. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Enough, Good Man, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Fabulous, Inspiration, Writing, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ And I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Broken, Heart, Spots, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ Sorcery is the sauce fools spoon over failure to hide the flavor of their own incompetence. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Flavor, Sorcery, Spoons, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ Why ask for truth,” Ser Barristan said softly, “if you close your ears to it? Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Ears, 0 - George R. R. Martin
+ It seemed cruel for a day to dawn so fair and end so foul as this one promised to. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, George R. R. Martin, Dawn, End, Foul, 0 - George R. R. Martin
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