Casi todos los hombres prefieren negar la verdad antes de enfrentarse a ella.
George R.R. Martin-¡No estoy volando, estoy cayendo!
-Todo vuelo comienza con una caída.
He meant to live.
George R.R. MartinA long time ago, she remembered her father saying that when the cold winds blow the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
He had it all backwards.
Arya the lone wolf, still lives, but the wolves of the pack had been taken and slain and skinned.
I am tempted to say this is no game we play, daughter, but of course it is. The game of thrones.
George R.R. MartinThe Drowned God plays savage japes upon us all, but men are crueler still.
George R.R. MartinShe had a warrior's heart, but the gods in their blind malice had given her the feeble body of a woman.
George R.R. MartinQueen you shall be, until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear.
George R.R. MartinHonor,” she said. “The point is honor.
George R.R. MartinThe Liars believe in no afterlife, no God. We see the universe as it is, Father Damien, and these naked truths are cruel ones. We who believe in life, and treasure it, will die. Afterward there will be nothing, eternal emptiness, blackness, nonexistence. In our living there has been no purpose, no poetry, no meaning. Nor do our deaths possess these qualities. When we are gone, the universe will not long remember us, and shortly it will be as if we had never lived at all. Our worlds and our universe will not long outlive us. Ultimately entropy will consume all, and our puny efforts cannot stay that awful end. It will be gone. It has never been. It has never mattered. The universe itself is doomed, transient, uncaring. [...] The truths, the great truths - and most of the lesser ones as well - they are unbearable for most men. We find our shield in faith. Your faith, my faith, any faith. It doesn't matter, as long as we believe, really and truly believe, in whatever lie we cling to. [...] We know truth for the cruel instrument it is. Beauty is infinitely preferable to truth. We invent beauty. Faiths, political movements, high ideals, belief in love and fellowship. All of them are lies. [...] Our lies are not perfect, of course. The truths are too big. But perhaps someday we will find one great lie that all humanity can use. Until then, a thousand small lies will do.
(from Way of Cross and Dragon)
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