Did you know about Ramsey?

Theon/Reek: I deserved everything. I deserved to be Reek. I did terrible things. Turned on Robb. Captured Winterfell. Killed those boys.
Sansa: They weren't those boys, they were Bran and Rickon. They were your brothers. You'd known them since they were born.
Theon/Reek: They weren't, they were only...
Sansa: Only what?
Theon/Reek: I can't.
Sansa: Tell me.
Theon/Reek: I can't. Not unless the master says.
Sansa: Tell me. They weren't what? Tell me why Bran and Rickon should be gone, while you still breath the air. Tell me to my face Theon. Tell me that they weren't your brothers.
Theon/Reek: They weren't Bran and Rickon. I couldn't find them. It was two farm boys. I killed them and burned them so no one would know.

I am Sansa Stark of Winterfell. This is my home. And you can't frighten me.

Sansa: This isn't a strange place, this is my home. It's the people who are strange.
Ramsay: You're right, very strange.

Littlefinger: Stannis Baratheon garrisions at Castle Black. He'll march south to King's Landing before the winter snows block his way. But first, he has to take Winterfell.
Sansa: You don't know that.
Littlefinger: I do. Once he liberates these lands from the Boltons, he'll rally your father's bannermen to his cause. With the north behind him, Stannis can finally take the Iron Throne.
Sansa: You think he'll defeat the Boltons?
Littlefinger: He has a larger army. He's the finest military commander in Westeros. A betting man, would put his money on Stannis. As it happens, I am a betting man.

Sansa: We have a new queen.
Tyrion: Better her than you.

Shae: Some of those boys will never come back.
Sansa: Joffrey will. The worst ones always live.

Joffrey: I'll tell you what. I'm going to give you a present. After I raise my armies, and kill your traitor brother, I'll give you his head as well.
Sansa: Or maybe he'll give me yours.

Sansa: Where do you come from, the north or the south?
Septa: I come from a very small village...
Sansa: Oh wait, I just realized I don't care.