I’d Be Anonymous. That’s What

She Had Killed Him With A Whisper, And She Would Kill Two More Before She Was Through. I’m The Ghost In Harrenhal, She Thought. And That Night, There Was One Less Name To Hate.

Courage And Folly Are Cousins, Or So I’ve Heard.

A Lord Must Learn That Sometimes Words Can Accomplish What Swords Cannot.

Let Me Tell You Something About Wolves, Child. When The Snows Fall And The White Winds Blow, The Lone Wolf Dies, But The Pack Survives. In Winter, We Must Protect One Another, Keep Each Other Warm, Share Our Strengths. So If You Must Hate, Arya, Hate Those Who Would Truly Do Us Harm.

I Had A Couple Of Friends, But I Was Mostly The Kid With His Nose In A Book.