I have a beauty waiting for me at winterfell, if I ever get back there. Yellow hair, blue eyes, the tallest woman you've ever seen
I have a jug of sour goat's milk stronger than any of that grape water you southern twats
Mance Rayder was a great man, proud man, the King beyond the wall that never bent the knee
I know what mounted knights can do to us. You and Stannis cut through us like piss through snow