“She went to the window seat and sat there, sniffling, hating them all, and herself most of all. It was all her fault, everything bad that had happened.”
— George R.R. Martin
“Go Ahead, call me all the names you want,” Sansa said airily. “You won’t dare when I’m married to Joffrey. You’ll have to bow and call me Your Grace.” She shrieked as Arya flung the orange across the table. It caught her in the middle of the forehead with a wet squish and plopped down into her lap.”You have juice on your face, Your Grace ,” Arya said.”
— George R.R. Martin
“Nothing’ isn’t better or worse than anything. Nothing is just… nothing.” Arya Stark”
— George R.R. Martin