When enough people make false promises, words stop meaning anything. Then there are no more answers, only better and better lies
My name is Arya Stark. I want you to know that. The last thingyou're ever going to see is a Stark smiling down at you as you die
If the day ever comes when that boy would rather wield a sword than forge one, you send him to me
In his own horrible way, I believe he loved me