Quotes About Warriors

Your upbringing has made you tough and taught you that success can only be won by hard work. You know what true warriors are. True warriors don't falter when they're called upon to perform feats of great endurance. True warriors don't fall asleep when they ought to remain alert.

The time of my departure is here. Place your hand gently on the soil beside my own, and feel the rumble of the earth beneath. The power of a thousand thousands is coming... evil warriors fighting against the Noble One. Here I stand with Him. Take up your sword and come with me, for the Prince is calling. And if you do not go... who will?

Five warriors or less is a skirmish. Fifteen or less, a fray. Fifty, a conflict. More than that is a battle.

They fought for glory, but not for blood. They were Weirlind, heirs of the warrior's stone. And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds.

È molto strano. Solitamente i guerrieri vogliono sconfiggere il re cattivo per salvare la principessa tenuta prigioniera, ma stavolta è il re cattivo che Y? e gli altri stanno cercando di salvare. Ma è naturale. Perché la principessa è Hao, tenuto prigioniero da Satana, dalla sua ossessione.

The bravest warriors are the ones who stand for peace.

Far away in the mountains a shepherd hears their [the warriors'] thundering.

Remember the quiet wonders. The world has more need of them than it has for warriors.

Pictures of Amazons on vase paintings always show them as beautiful, active, spirited, courageous, and brave.

Right action demands that you cultivate a mindful environment of integrity by nurturing greatness in all kids involved in sports. You must learn how to guard the spirit and passion of those you parent, helping your kids to discover the goodness within themselves and empowering them with the notion that they are, indeed, great warriors who are capable of accomplishing their dreams.

When the fair light of morning rose The princely tamers of their foes

Cú Chulainn, the greatest of the champions of Conchobhar Mac Nessa, King of Ulaidh, sat with other members of the Craobh Ríoga, the warriors of the Royal Branch, bodyguards to the king. It should be explained that the Craobh Ríoga, because of the tired eyesight of an ancient scribe, was mis-transcribed long ago as the Craobh Ruadha, or Red Branch warriors. We, however, shall forgive the scribe's mistake and return those ancient warriors to their real appellation

They dig their graves under aloes because these succulents are poisonous to hyena, which might otherwise dig up the bodies and eat them. Many of the aloes here mark the grave of Zulu warriors felled at Isandlwana.

Our nation's angriest culture warriors need to know the cost of their conflict. As they seek to crush their political and cultural enemies, they may destroy the nation they seek to rule.

Nadir we, youth born, axe wielders, blood letters, victors still.

Aye, you ancients always say things were better in the old days, replied the man. I don't think it's true, though. I reckon young warriors look at you and are reminded of their grandfathers. Then they can't possibly fight you. Maybe so, agreed the axman. At my age I'll take any advantage I can get.

Pakistan views itself as a strategically located country needed by the world's major powers and as home to descendants of mighty Muslim warriors. This view of the self, coupled with the dominance of a narrow elite, accounts for Pakistan's inability to address its periodic economic crises.

Even so, dozens of blacks did escape each year. They established rogue settlements in the mountains, where they grew crops, raised families, practiced their religions, and trained bands of swift and effective jungle warriors to raid the plantations, free slaves, and kill Englishmen. In their capital, Nanny Town, the runaways were said to be led by an ancient and powerful witch, Granny Nanny, who protected her warriors with magical spells.

the Spartans would want it known how they had died. Of all things, they considered the manner of death mattered as much as the manner of life.

Where have you gone, O noble lords of the plain? Time has erased your footprints with the passing seasons' rain. Your voices have now been silenced to no longer echo in the hills. The battles are but memories when you watched your lifeblood spill. It is we who are the losers; it is we who bear the shame. O mighty Blackfoot warrior, only your legend remains the same. Constance O'Banyon

God didn't make us to be warriors so that we'd be perfect; he made us to be warriors so that we'd fight our fears, learn from our mistakes, and live to fight another day.

he made us to be warriors so that we'd fight our fears, learn from our mistakes, and live to fight another day.

Over in her student project garden, the usually sweet Poison Ivy was yelling at the reptile warriors. "Do. NOT. Trample. My. PLANTS!!!" she warned. When they didn't listen, Poison Ivy reached into her bag for the flower bombs she had created in Mr. Fox's class. She lobbed the weapons at them and watched with glee as they exploded, creating a net of thorny rose vines that captured several enemies at once.

Some men are warriors and some men are weenies. The trick is figuring out which is which.