Quotes About Warrior

It's what made her the warrior she is. She hates all humans for their cruelty, just as I do. They are all animals fit for nothing but slaughter, and I enjoy wholeheartedly playing the butcher. (Zephyra)

I sense in you a true heart. A faithful heart. And by your wounds and scars, I can tell that you are fearless. So I shall call you Caleb, the faithful, fearless warrior who defends what he believes with everything he has. That is what I see when I look upon you. Not a demon. An ever-courageous, noble warrior. One day, I suspect, you shall look into a mirror and see the same noble man I do. Lilliana

When he wins the battle, the Warrior celebrates.

The Warrior tries to enjoy the small everyday things of life.

A Warrior of the Light does not accept gifts from his enemy.

Like the fighter, the Warrior is aware of his own immense strength; he never fights with anyone who does not deserve the honor of combat.

A Warrior of the Light cannot always choose his battlefield.

At the beginning of his struggle, the Warrior says: "I have dreams."

A responsible Warrior is one who has proved able to observe and to learn.

To engage in any activity, the warrior needs to know what to expect, how to achieve the objective and whether or not he is capable of carrying out the proposed task.

For the Warrior of the Light, there are no abstractions.

The Warrior remembers the past.

The Warrior sometimes fights with those he loves.

Warriors always have a certain gleam in their eyes.

The Warrior does not worry that, to others, his behavior might seem quite mad.

To attain his dream, the warrior of light needs a strong will and an enormous capacity for acceptance.

The warrior of Light perseveres in his desire, but knows he must wait for the best moment.

A warrior of light needs both patience and speed. He treats each situation as if it were unique.

The Warrior knows the value of persistence and of courage.

I wasn't mean; I wasn't evil. I was nice. And let me tell you, a hesitant man is the last thing in the world a woman needs. She needs a lover and a warrior, not a Really Nice Guy.

I'll think of something," he temporized, and Horace nodded wisely, satisfied that Halt would indeed think of something. In Horace's world, that was what Rangers did best, and the best thing a warrior apprentice could do was let the Ranger get on with thinking while a warrior took care of walloping anyone who needed to be walloped along the way. He settled back in the saddle, contented with his lot in life.

Easy climb, Kurokuma. You do it easily.' 'Not on your life,' Horace said... 'That's what we have Rangers for. They climb up sheer rock walls and crawl along narrow, slippery ledges. I'm a trained warrior, and I'm far to valuable to risk such shenanigans.' 'We're not valuable?' Will said, feigning insult. Horace looked at him. 'We've got two of you. We can always afford to lose one,' he said firmly.

It's a sword, not a fairy wand, you know.

Lend me your helmet