George R. R. Martin Quotes About Kissing
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Catelyn wanted to run to him, to kiss his sweet brow, to wrap him in her arms so tightly that he would never come to harm.
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We were talking about the prince,' Sansa said, her voice soft as a kiss. Arya knew which prince she meant: Joffrey, of course. The tall, handsome one. Sansa got to sit with him at the feast. Arya had to sit with the little fat one. Naturally.
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She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness.
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When you have known the kiss of a flaying knife, a laugh loses all its power to hurt you.
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Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.
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The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.
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An honest kiss, a little kindness, everyone deserves that much, however big or small.
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Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams.
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