He had dreamed enough for one small life. And of such follies: love, justice, friendship, glory. As well dream of being tall.
Penny looked as though she was about to cry. "Last night I dreamed my brother was alive again. We were jousting before some great lord, riding Crunch and Pretty Pig, and men were throwing roses at us. We were so happy ..."
Tyrion slapped her. ... "If you want to dream, go back to sleep," he told her.
管它龙不龙的，在很多地方 GRRM 与 Graham Greene 和 Stephen Sondheim 可以说是同一类人，一边 humanistic，一边直面惨淡的人生。相比之下 Tolkien 和 C.S. Lewis 什么的都还属于做梦的那一种人。可是，让我想不通的事情是，为啥英国作家看上去就那么深沉的样子，而美国作者即使思想也很深沉，看上去却总是邋邋遢遢的涅？