A Dance with Dragons (A Song of Ice and Fire, #5)

by George R.R. Martin

“Dreams will not sustain you. Not even greendreams.” “Dreams are what we have.”

Boredom and routine had taken over, the enemies of discipline.

She wants fire, and Dorne sent her mud. You could make a poultice out of mud to cool a fever. You could plant seeds in mud and grow a crop to feed your children. Mud would nourish you, where fire would only consume you, but fools and children and young girls would choose fire every time.

Women were always the cruelest where other women were concerned.