A hound will die for you, but never lie to you. And he'll look you straight in the face.
She just laughed in his face and told him she'd sooner crawl in a bed with his father's leeches before she'd crawl in one with him. She stopped laughing when he put his knife in her.
How do you fight someone if you can't hit them?
Nothing someone says before the word 'but' really counts.
The gods don’t care about men, no more than kings care about peasants.
They were never my pack, not even Hot Pie and Gendry. I was stupid to think so, just a stupid little girl, and no wolf at all.