Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear.
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
I lived with him. I know the way his mind works. I know how he likes to hurt people
I'm a Stark, a Direwolf. Direwolves don't cry!