You wear your honor like a suit of armor... You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.

You are the blood of the dragon. You can make a hat.

Now I understand why King Stannis let the wildlings through the Wall. He means for us to eat them.

I just need to rest, that’s all, to rest and sleep some, and maybe die a little.

That night the wind was howling almost like a wolf and there were some real wolves off to the west giving it lessons.

Tell Robb that I'm going to command the Night's Watch and keep him safe, so he might as well take up needlework with the girls and have Mikken melt down his sword for horseshoes. - Jon Snow

She yearned to see her mother again, and Robb and Bran and Rickon… but it was Jon Snow she thought of most. She wished somehow they could come to the Wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her “little sister.” She’d tell him, “I missed you,” and he’d say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have liked that. She would have liked that better than anything.