Plenty of little men tried to put their swords through my heart and there's plenty of little skeletons buried in the woods
Killing crows in their castle is tough, killing them out here in the open, that's what we do
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
You spent too much time with us, Jon Snow. You can never be a kneeler again