The man who fears losing has already lost.

Arya lifted her gaze from the dead man and his dead dog. Jaqen H'ghar was leaning up against the side of the Wailing Tower. When he saw her looking, he lifted a hand to his face and laid two fingers casually against his cheek.

Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.

- Some men think because they are afraid to do. - There is a difference between fear and caution.

Robb: Uncle Benjen said to send you to the stables if I saw you. Jon: I have one more farewell to make. Robb: Then I haven't seen you.

The unseen enemy is always the most fearsome.

I wonder what the High Septon would have to say about the sanctity of oaths sworn while dead drunk, chained to a wall, with a sword pressed to your chest?