George R. R. Martin Quotes

I'll never make the mistake of being 70 again.

It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.

Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs.

Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.

The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.

I thoroughly object to getting old. If you could let me be 16 again, I'd give you everything I've got and everything I'll ever have.

Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men.

Thank God I have the seeing eye, that is to say, as I lie in bed I can walk step by step on the fells and rough land seeing every stone and flower and patch of bog and cotton pass where my old legs will never take me again.

I used to love the '20s.

This is what happens when you get old and have a couple of bucks. You go back and try to be young again.

I suppose you always look back at how easier things were being young. There's always a shame that you're not as naive as you were.

Human life, old and young, takes place between hope and remembrance. The young man sees all the gates to his desires open, and the old man remembers--his hopes.

The real affliction of old age is remorse.

I was born at a very early age. Before I had time to regret it, I was four and a half years old.

As one who sees in dreams and wakes to find the emotional impression of his vision still powerful while its parts fade from his mind - Just such am I, having lost nearly all the vision itself, while in my heart I feel the sweetness of it yet distill and fall.

To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting.

When you're old you feast on your memories, and if you spend too much time on exercise, you may get old and not have many.

When your memories exceed your dreams, the end is near.

Oh, to be seventy again!

For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?

You're only young once, they say, but doesn't it go on for a long time? More years than you can bear.

I'm 47 now, and I'm at that stage where I'm still young but I'm not young. I'm not old but I'm getting old, and I have stuff at home that reminds me of people and places.

One may return to the place of his birth, He cannot go back to his youth.