Plenty of little men tried to put their swords through my heart and there's plenty of little skeletons buried in the woods
We're not clever like you southerners. When we say we'll do something, we do it
I saw your pecker. What kind of god would have a pecker that small?
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