Petyr Baelish: Sansa, I beg you!
Sansa Stark: Thank you for all your many lessons, Lord Baelish. I will never forget them.
Petyr Baelish: Sometimes when I try to understand a person's motives, I play a little game. I assume the worst. What's the worst reason they could possibly have for saying what they say and doing what they do? Then I ask myself, "How well does that reason explain what they say and what they do?"
Petyr Baelish: Forced from your home, driven out to the wilds beyond the Wall. I imagine you've seen things most men wouldn't believe. To go through all of that and make your way home again only to find such chaos in the world, I can only imagine...
Bran Stark: Chaos is a ladder.
Petyr Baelish (to Sansa): Don't fight in the North or the South. Fight every battle, everywhere, always, in your mind. Everyone is your enemy, everyone is your friend... every possible series of events is happening all at once. Live that way and nothing will surprise you. Everything that happens will be something that you've seen before.
Petyr Baelish: I love Sansa, as I loved her mother.
Jon Snow: Touch my sister, and I'll kill you myself.
Petyr Baelish: Why aren't you happy? What do you want that you do not have?
Sansa Stark: At the moment, peace and quiet. No need to seize the last word, Lord Baelish. I'll assume it was something clever.
Sansa Stark: You said you would protect me.
Petyr Baelish: And I will. You must believe me when I tell you that I will.
Sansa Stark: I don't believe you anymore. I don't need you anymore. You can't protect me. You won't even be able to protect yourself if I tell Brienne to cut you down. And why shouldn't I?
Petyr Baelish: Do you want me to beg for my life? If that's what you want, I will. Whatever you ask that is in my power, I will do.
Sansa Stark: What if I want you to die here and now?
Petyr Baelish: Then I will die.
Sansa Stark: You freed me from the monsters who murdered my family and you gave me to other monsters who murdered my family. Go back to Moat Cailin. My brother and I will take back the North on our own. I never want to see you again.
Petyr Baelish (to Sansa): You've been running all your life. Terrible things happened to your family and you weep. You sit alone in a darkened room, mourning their fates. You've been a bystander to tragedy from the day they executed your father. Stop being a bystander. Do you hear me? Stop running. There's no justice in the world. Not unless we make it. You loved your family. Avenge them.
Petyr Baelish: A lot can happen between now and never. If you want to build a better home, first you must demolish the old one.
Lysa Arryn: What wife would do for you the things I've done for you? What wife would trust you the way I've trusted you? When you gave me those drops and told me to pour them into Jon's wine, my husband's wine... when you told me to write a letter to Cat telling her it was the Lannisters...
Petyr Baelish: The deed is done. Faded into nothing. Only speaking of it can make it real.
Petyr Baelish: The first Lords of the Vale didn't have much, but they had these mountains and they knew how to use them. And the fortress they built here has never been overcome. Not once in 1,000 years. Know your strengths, use them wisely, and one man can be worth 10,000.
Petyr Baelish: So many men, they risk so little. They spend their lives avoiding danger. And they die. I'd risk everything to get what I want.
Sansa Stark: And what do you want?
Petyr Baelish: Everything.
Petyr Baelish: A story we agree to tell each other over and over till we forget that it's a lie.
Varys: But what do we have left once we abandon the lie? Chaos. A gaping pit waiting to swallow us all.
Petyr Baelish: Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but they refuse. They cling to the realm or the gods or love. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.