A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4) QUOTES

167 " Many have served Him of Many Faces through the centuries, but only a few of His servants have been women. Women bring life into the world. We bring the gift of death. No one can do both. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

168 " The gods are never that good. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

169 " All around, the sea was full of ships. Some were burning, some were sinking, some had been smashed to splinters. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

170 " If sinners speak, why should the righteous listen? "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

171 " Would you throw your life away for pride? "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

172 " Salt a slug and shame a hero. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

173 " Some would fight for any cause, some for none at all. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

174 " Not this time, Sam. I dreamed . . . in the black of night a man asks all the questions he dare not ask by daylight. For me, these past years, only one question has remained. Why would the gods take my eyes and my strength, yet condemn me to linger on so long, frozen and forgotten? What use could they have for an old done man like me?” Aemon’s fingers trembled, twigs sheathed in spotted skin. “I remember, Sam. I still remember.” He was not making sense. “Remember what?” “Dragons,” Aemon whispered. “The grief and glory of my House, they were.” “The last dragon died before you were born,” said Sam. “How could you remember them?” “I see them in my dreams, Sam. I see a red star bleeding in the sky. I still remember red. I see their shadows on the snow, hear the crack of leathern wings, feel their hot breath. My brothers dreamed of dragons too, and the dreams killed them, every one. Sam, we tremble on the cusp of half-remembered prophecies, of wonders and terrors that no man now living could hope to comprehend . . . or . . .” “Or?” said Sam. “. . . or not.” Aemon chuckled softly. “Or I am an old man, feverish and dying.” He closed his white eyes wearily, then forced them open once again. “I should not have left the Wall. Lord Snow could not have known, but I should have seen it. Fire consumes, but cold preserves. The Wall . . . but it is too late to go running back. The Stranger waits outside my door and will not be denied. Steward, you have served me faithfully. Do this one last brave thing for me. Go down to the ships, Sam. Learn all you can about these dragons. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

175 " Faith is like porridge. Better with milk and honey. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

176 " In his dreams Jaime always had two hands; one was made of gold, but it worked just like the other. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

177 " Cersei wondered what it would feel like to kiss another woman. Not lightly on the cheek, as was common courtesy amongst ladies of high birth, but full upon the lips. Taena's lips were very full. She wondered what it would feel like to suckle on those breasts, to lay the Myrish woman on her back and push her legs apart and use her as a man would use her. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

178 " Ask yourself why Aemon Targaryan was allowed to waste his life upon the Wall when by rights he should have been raised to archmaester. His blood was why. He could not be trusted. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

179 " 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. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)

180 " The blessing was an empty ritual, she knew, but rituals and ceremonies had power in the eyes of the ignorant. "

― George R.R. Martin , A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, #4)