Humans Are Warriors/Quotes
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I have walked through valleys of sin and oceans of night. I have looked daemons and traitors in their eyes. I have heard the whispers of dark things that wanted my soul. And never once have I encountered anything that has struck the fear into me that a Xenos would feel if it ever truly understood the resolve of the Human Race. —Daenyathos, "Reliquerae Tactica," Warhammer 40,000
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Humans were a bad enemy to fight - which also made them a good enemy, for orks made little distinction between the two concepts. No matter how many humans were killed, there were always more to take their place, shiploads of them brimming with vengeance. Humans were like a weed, like a disease, almost impossible to cleanse from a world. For a greenskin that made them something more than an enemy, for a fight against a favoured enemy was a joyous thing. Orks loved going to war with humans, because defeating the humans meant something. |
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Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for I'm the baddest motherfucker in the valley! —Various, shamelessly ripping off The Bible
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To us, the Carmpan watchers, the withdrawn seers and touchers of minds, it appeared that you had carried the crushing weight of war through all your history knowing that it would at last be needed, that this hour would strike when nothing less awful would serve. |
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War endures. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. |
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The humans, I think, knew they were doomed. But where another race would surrender to despair, the humans fought back with even greater strength. They made the Minbari fight for every inch of space. In all my life, I have never seen anything like it; they would weep, they would pray, they would say goodbye to their loved ones... and then throw themselves, without fear or hesitation, at the very face of death itself. Never surrendering. —Lando Mollari, Babylon 5
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Six thousand years, ten thousand wars, one hundred thousand battles, one hundred million heroes. —A succinct summary of human history, the Internet
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We poison our air and water to weed out the weak! We set off fission bombs in our only biosphere! We nailed our God to a stick! Don't fuck with the human race! |
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Because your physical form is utterly incapable of damaging a human body in any way, while even a four-year-old child could render you unconscious in mere seconds. —A human general to Vexxarr
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Much as the bleeding hearts may dislike the fact, war and its culture form an integral part of human history and human life and are likely to do so for all future to come. —The Culture of War, by Martin van Crevald
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War is the father of us all. —Greek philosopher
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Humans are weak and disgusting little creatures who love to fight. |
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Welcome to Earth. (punch) |
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It will be called the Battle of the Somme. It will begin on a date that will be called July 1, 1916. In this charge, on the first day twenty-thousand men will die. Twenty-five thousand more will be wounded. But most will survive, and charge again another day. |
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Soon after the departure of Felugund the other men of whom Beor had spoken came also into Beleriand. First came the Haladin; but meeting the unfriendship of the Green-elves they turned North and dwelt in Thargelion in the country of Caranthir of Feanor: there for a time they had peace, and the people of Caranthir paid little heed to them. In the next year Marach led his people over the mountains; they were a tall and warlike folk and the Elves of Osirian hid themselves and did not waylay them. But Marach, hearing that the people of Beor were dwelling in a green and fertile land, came down and settled in the country south and east of the dwellings of Baran son of Beor. And there was friendship between those peoples. |
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They recognized that in man they had an enemy who might prove formidable. There were all these marvels, like the distance pictures, there were the great cities at the height of their glory and power. And there were other things, too. Men had already begun to build ships that would take them across the emptiness. They had nothing like the ships of the Masters, but they had started and were learning fast. And they had weapons. One of these, from what he said, was of the nature of the iron eggs Beanpole had found in the Tunnel below the great-city; but as much more powerful as a bull compared to an ant. With one of these giant eggs, the Master told me, an area of land many miles in circumference could be scorched and blasted--one of the great-cities themselves completely obliterated. |
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Gaze at the stars - the glowing god of Mars —Anywhere in the Galaxy by Gamma Ray
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Not because of Laconia, not because of the union, not because of any of the authorities through all of history that have made rules and then dared people to break them. Because we’re human, and humans are mean, independent monkeys that reached their greatness by killing every other species of hominid that looked at us funny. We will not be controlled for long. Not even by ourselves. Any other plan is a pipe dream. —Persepolis Rising by James S. A. Corey
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