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Plots within plots, but all roads lead down the dragon’s gullet.

George R.R. Martin. A Dance with Dragons

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It was a feeble sort of evasion, a sad rag wrapped around his wounded word.

George R.R. Martin. A Dance with Dragons

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Men are men, vows are words, and words are wind.

George R.R. Martin. A Dance with Dragons

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Cressen smiled. “You think I have forgotten? I have climbed these steps so often I know each one by name.”

George R. R. Martin. A Clash of Kings

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She might have wept then, had not the sky begun to do it for her.

George R. R. Martin. A Storm of Swords 

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He knew with the certainty of dream.

George R. R. Martin. A Storm of Swords 

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I just need to rest, that’s all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.

George R. R. Martin. A Storm of Swords 

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“How, Jojen?” his sister asked. “How?”
“Afoot,” he answered. “A step at a time.”

George R. R. Martin. A Storm of Swords 

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Too stupid to learn and too stupid to give up.

George R. R. Martin. A Feast for Crows

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I just need to rest, that's all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.

George R. R. Martin. A Storm of Swords

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The dream had left him weak as a kitten.

George R. R. Martin. The Game of Thrones

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'I hope you are right, child,' he sighed, in tones that said she was wrong.

George R. R. Martin. The Game of Thrones

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Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it, the dwarf had told him, grinning. The world was full of cravens who pretend to be heroes; it took a queer sort of courage to admit the cowardice as Samwell Tarly had.

George R. R. Martin. A Game of Thrones

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He had deep blue eyes and a mouth made for smiles, but he was not smiling now.

George R. R. Martin. The Game of Thrones

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"Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?" he heard his own voice saying, small and far away.
And his father's voice replied to him."That is the only time a man can be brave".

George R. R. Martin. The Game of Thrones

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"Just so. Opening your eyes is all that is needing. The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. Look with your eyes. Hear with your ears. Taste with your mouth. Smell with your nose. Feel with your skin. Then comes the thinking, afterward, and in that way knowing the truth."
"Just so," said Arya, grinning.

George R. R. Martin. The Game of Thrones