Laughter is poison to fear.

When you have known the kiss of a flaying knife, a laugh loses all its power to hurt you.

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.

Power resides only where men believe it resides. [...] A shadow on the wall, yet shadows can kill. And ofttimes a very small man can cast a very large shadow.

You should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You should care.

I will take what is mine with fire and blood.

Tomorrow's trials concerned her more than yesterday's triumphs.