Quotes About Prophecy

When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east," she said sadly. "When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When my womb quickens again, and I bear a living child. Then you will return, my sun-and-stars, and not before." -Daenerys Targaryen

Will you make a song for him?' the woman asked. 'He has a song,' the man replied. 'He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire.

Once there were two moons in the sky, but one wandered too close to the sun and cracked from the heat. A thousand thousand dragons poured forth, and drank the fire of the sun. That is why dragons breathe flame. One day the other moon will kiss the sun too, and then it will crack and the dragons will return.

Melisandre: I pray for a glimpse of Azor Ahai, and R'hllor shows me only snow.

When will he be as he was?' Dany demanded. 'When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east' said Mirri Maz Duur. 'When the seas go dry and mountains blow in the wind like leaves. When your womb quickens again, and you bear a living child. Then he will return, and not before.

When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers, Azor Ahai shall be born again amidst smoke and salt to wake dragons out of stone.

You will never walk again, Bran," the pale lips promised, "but you will fly.

Maester Luwin says there's nothing in dreams that a man need fear.' 'There is,' said Jojen. 'What?' 'The past. The future. The truth." - Bran & Jojen

Prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth, and you moan with the pleasure of it and think, how sweet, how fine, how good this is... and then her teeth snap shut and your moans turn to screams... Prophecy will bite your prick off everytime,

I dreamt of a maid at a feast with purple serpents in her hair, venom dripping from their fangs. And later I dreamt that maid again, slaying a savage giant in a castle built of snow.

Old powers waken. Shadows stir. An age of wonder and terror will soon be upon us, and age for gods and heroes.

Yet unbeknownst to all but a few, storm clouds were gathering on the horizon, and faintly in the distance wise men could hear a rumble of thunder.

He has a song," the man replied. "He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire.

You are the winged wolf, but you will never fly... unless you open your eye." - Jojen

That is the nature of prophecy... Prophecy will bite your prick off every time.

Gorghan of Old Ghis once wrote that a prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth, and you moan with the pleasure of it and think, how sweet, how fine, how good this is...and then her teeth snap shut and your moans turn to screams. That is the nature of prophecy, said Gorghan. Prophecy will bite your prick off every time.

The dream was green, and the green dreams do not lie.

The wolves will come again," said Jojen solemnly.

Balon is dead! The king is dead! Yet a king will come again! For what is dead may never die, but rises again, harder and stronger! A king will rise!

son for Loraq, no heir to unite dragon and harpy. When the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, when the seas go dry and mountains blow in the

Hear me, Daenerys Targaryen. The glass candles are burning. Soon comes the pale mare, and after her the others. Kraken and dark flame, lion and griffin, the sun's son and the mummer's dragon. Trust none of them. Remember the Undying. Beware the perfumed seneschal.

Can our morrows be foretold?" he repeated slowly. "Mayhaps. There are certain spells in the old books … but Your Grace might ask instead, 'Should our morrows be foretold?

The world the Citadel is building has no place in it for sorcery or prophecy or glass candles, much less for dragons.

The red woman could see the future in the fire, but all that Davos Seaworth ever saw were the shadows of the past: