Jon isn't really my father's son. He's the son of Rhaegar Targaryen and my aunt, Lyanna Stark. He was born in a tower in Dorne. His last name isn't really Snow, it's Sand
I heard what your brother did to you. Pressed your face to the fire like you're a nice juicy mutton chop
It seems you're my last friend
My father told me big men fall just as quick as little ones