You Are Grown So Very Great Now,

All Dwarfs Are Bastards In Their Father's Eyes

If A Man Paints A Target On His Chest, He Should Expect That Sooner Or Later Someone Will Loose An Arrow On Him.

...and When You’ve Known Me Longer, You’ll Learn That I Mean Everything I Say.” “even The Lies?” “especially The Lies.

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.

An Honest Kiss, A Little Kindness, Everyone Deserves That Much, However Big Or Small.