George Raymond Richard Martin (born September 20, 1948) is an American writer of fantasy and science fiction, best known for A Song of Ice and Fire, the epic saga adapted into Game of Thrones and House of the Dragon. Growing up in modest means in Bayonne, New Jersey, he combined early work in journalism with a love of speculative fiction and historical depth. With multiple Hugo and Nebula awards, he has shaped modern fantasy by melding complex characters, political intrigue, and moral ambiguity. His storytelling reaches a global audience, inspiring readers and creators alike to imagine richly, write boldly, and believe in worlds beyond ours.
"Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman's hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros?"
"Shattered legs may heal in time, but some betrayals fester and poison the soul."
"One voyage to the East and a man could live as rich as a lord until the end of his days. When he'd been younger, Davos had dreamed of making such voyages himself. But the years went dancing by like moths around a flame, and somehow the time had never been quite right."
"Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities."
"My old grandmother always used to say, Summer friends will melt away like summer snows, but winter friends are friends forever."
"How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore?" Jaime reached for the flagon to refill his cup. "So many vows...they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or the other."
"Ten years from now, no one is going to care how quickly the books came out. The only thing that will matter, the only thing anyone will remember, is how good they were. That's my main concern, and always will be."
"Fighting is better than this waiting, Brienne said. "You don't feel so helpless when you fight. You have a sword and a horse, sometimes an axe. When you're armored it's hard for anyone to hurt you."Knights die in battle, Catelyn reminded her.Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. "As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them."
"I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. Don't tell me to leave."