I was never going to be as good a lady as you. So I had to be something else. I never could have survived what you survived
Sansa can keep her sewing needles. I've got a needle of my own.
With the faces I can choose. I can become someone else. Speak in their voice, live in their skin, I could even become you. I wonder what it would feel like to wear those dresses, to be the Lady of Winterfell. All I'd need to find out is your face
Leave one wolf alive, and the sheep are never safe