So if you must hate, Arya, hate those who would truly do us harm

“Bran had told himself a hundred times how much he hated hiding down here in the…”

“EELLLLLIIIAAAAA!!”

“His cloak was his crowning glory; sable, thick and black and soft as sin.”

“I don't want to have a dozen sons," she had told him, appalled. "I want to have…”