“Love is sweet, dearest Ned, but it cannot change a man's nature. -- Lyanna”

“Love is the sweetest, dearest Ned, but it cannot change a man's nature.”

“Prince Rhaegar loved his Lady Lyanna, and thousands died for it.”

“It hurts so much, she thought. Our children, Ned, all our sweet babes. Rickon, Bran, Arya, Sansa, Robb… Robb… please, Ned, please, make it stop, make it stop hurting… The white tears and the red ones ran together until her face was torn and tattered, the face that Ned had loved. Catelyn Stark raised her hands and watched the blood run down her long fingers, over her wrists, beneath the sleeves of her gown. Slow red worms crawled along her arms and under her clothes. It tickles. That made her laugh until she screamed. “Mad,” someone said, “she’s lost her wits,” and someone else said, “Make an end,” and a hand grabbed her scalp just as she’d done with Jinglebell, and she thought, No, don’t, don’t cut my hair, Ned loves my hair. Then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold.— Catelyn Stark”

“...Ned always said that the man who passes the sentence should swing the blade, though he never took any joy in the duty. But I would, oh, yes.”

“None of us is ever ready,' he (Ned) said.'For knighthood?''For death.”

“Sweetness cloys. Tart fruit and tart women give life its savor...Daenerys, sweet queen, I cannot tell you what a pleasure it gives me to bask once more in your presence.”