“So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.”
“I do not care what comes after; I have seen the dragons on the wind of morning.”
“Besides, if there were no dragons of flesh and blood and fire, whence would come the idea for these stone carvings?”
“Are you living everyday so that even if the end were to come you’d have to regrets?”
“He was the blood of the dragon, but now his fire has gone out. He was Aemon Targaryen. And now his watch is ended.”
“Other stories tell how I eat innocent newborns, how I’m ten feet tall, how I breathe fire and have great dragon wings. None of these are wholly accurate. I don’t have dragon wings, I don’t breathe fire, I’m only eight feet tall and I’ve never eaten a newborn that didn’t have it coming. My name is Mevolent. What’s yours?”