Quotes About Omens

Omens are the individual language in which God talks to you. My omens are not your omens.

A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.

Learn to recognize omens, and follow them

That was the trouble with being too highly born, Finbarr considered. The gods paid too much attention to you. It was ever thus in the Celtic world. Ravens would fly over the house to announce the death of a clan chief, swans would desert the lake. A king's bad judgement could affect the weather. And if you were a prince, the druids made prophesies about you from before the day you were born; and after that, there was no escape.

Astrologers that future fates foreshow.

I was born 'neath a clouded star.

I want limits, damn it. I'll accept omens and portents and second sight. I'll accept giant black hounds and creepy ravens and magpies. I'm still working out the fae and Wild Hunt thing. But I draw the line at people disappearing into thin air.

The weird sisters, hand in hand,Posters of the sea and land,Thus do go about, about:Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,And thrice again, to make up nine.Peace! The charm's wound up.

It will have blood, they say; blood will have blood:Stones have been known to move and trees to speak.

and magpies coming straight from a meeting with misfortune

I try not to be superstitious, but, you know, we never put any shoes on the table. That's totally against the law in our house. And I always salute when I see one magpie.

Man always finds the omens he wants.

Thus, when Magi appear in ancient sources, kings should get nervous.

The most obscure omens were reborn. They were guided by that mournful cry. - In the Black Laundry Shed

What about me?" Her grin stopped just short of outright laughter. "The same kind of things as the rest. A sword that isn't a sword, a golden crown of laurel leaves, a beggar's staff, you pouring water on sand, a bloody hand and a white-hot iron, three women standing over a funeral bier with you on it, black rock wet with blood—

The same kind of things as the rest. A sword that isn't a sword, a golden crown of laurel leaves, a beggar's staff, you pouring water on sand, a bloody hand and a white-hot iron, three women standing over a funeral bier with you on it, black rock wet with blood—

My mother believed in all superstitions, plus she made some up.

People who grew up in the Ozark Mountains are among the most superstitious group in American history. Their intuitions generally involved things like • A red sunrise is a sign of rain. • If a rooster crows near the back door, company is coming. • Ghostly visions of the Ozarkians are often believed to be beloved family members coming back from the dead to offer help or comfort. There were hundreds, often used

Good omens let you down. Bad ones give you something to fight against.

Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble." —Shakespeare (Macbeth)

Dyer holds that the first twelve days of January portend the weather for the next twelve months.

A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme, Ou va-ti mistigri? Passe sans faire de mai ici.

He just hoped Meg leading the way didn't mean all the blood prophets would do strange things to their hair.

Don't matter if you caw, Don't matter if you shout. Crowbones will gitcha If you don't watch out! —Crowgard rhyme