History Quotes / WarriorHeaven

-->--from the rulebook of '''Knights of the Desert: The North African Campaign of 1941-43''' (1983), published by Strategic Simulations, Inc.

A feast awaits!\\

-->--'''WarCry of the Nords''', ''Franchise/TheElderScrolls''

-->--'''WarCray of the Nords''', ''Franchise/TheElderScrolls''

''Ysgramor raised his tankard to his lips and drank until the cup was empty. Then he spoke once more.''\\
''"Remember this always, son of the north - a Nord is judged not by the manner in which he lived, but the manner in which he died."''\\

''Ysgramor raised his tankard to his lips and drank until the cup was empty. Then he spoke once more.''\\
''"Remember this always, son of the north - a Nord is judged not by the manner in which he lived, but the manner in which he died."''\\

''The horns are blowing, and the banners are raised. The time has come to muster. May Talos grant us victory this day, and if I am found worthy, may I once again look upon that great feast hall.''\\

-->--''[[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYHQs1e3oAQ "Gun Heaven"]] by '''Tony Perkins a/k/a Martin Luther Lennon'''''

-->''Never had such a war been fought. Never again would it be possible. It was if the''
-->''gods had looked down on this puny creature man, with his war-like dreams of glory,''
-->''his monstrous proud machines, and said: go to it! If that's what you want, then here's''
-->''your chance to show what you can do(perhaps your last chance before you have so much''
-->''power that there can be no glory in it's use). For once let brazen knoights, pennants''
-->''raised and flying in the desert sunlight, spur thir armored steeds across the blazing''
-->''sands. Let Greek and Trojan pause in frozen battle to stare in awe and see themselves''
-->''surpassed in spectacle for song and story...''
-->''And so the gods picked man up, with all his treasured playthings-his trucks, his tanks,''
-->''his armored cars, his guns, his planes, his mountains of bombs and shells and-and set him''
-->''down in a barren land where he could do little harm to anyone or anything else and turned''
-->''him loose in the desert sun. It was an alien land to these men of bronze and steel-of brazen''
-->''spirit and iron machines-but a land well chosen to absorb their worst...''
-->''There was of course another view. The sand that covered every face, and sought to wedge''
-->''it's particles under the protective eyeglasses; the oppressive daytime heat that was everywhere''
-->''...These-and the same shells as before, blasting, maiming still...''
-->''But there is no war without the dead. And if dead is dead, no matter how, yet to survivors years later and to us looking through the reverse cap of history, they seemed somehow to die in style. And if it seemed otherwise to the dead themselves, no one has yet found a way to survey the dead for an opinion.''
-->''Rulebook, Knights of the Desert: the North African Campaign of 1941-43, Strategic Simulations, Inc''

->''One day we'll all be together\\
One day we'll finally know why\\
In the place where crosses are cross-hairs\\
And bullets go when they die...\\

There we will all be so happy\\
There we will finally know bliss\\
All gathered down by the river\\
You can aim and you'll never miss!\\

-->-- '''Col. Hunter Gathers''' to Brock Samson, ''TheVentureBros''

-->''There was of course another view. The sand that covered every face, and sought to wedge

-->''But there is no war without the dead. And if dead is dead, no matter how, yet to survivorsyears later and to us looking through the reverse cap of history, they seemed somehow to diein style. And if it seemed otherwise to the dead themselves, no one has yet found a way to survey the dead for an opinion.''

->Hear! Sons of Kahless. Hear! Daughters too. The blood of battle washes clean.The warrior brave and true. We fight, we love, and then we kill. Our lives burn short and bright. Then we die with honor and Join our fathers in the black fleet, Where we battle, forever battling, on Through the eternal fight.

-->''rulebook, Knights of the Desert: the North African Campaign of 1941-43, Strategic Simulations, Inc''

-->''surpassed in spectacle for song and story.''

''gods had looked down on this puny creature man, with his war-like dreams of glory,''
''his monstrous proud machines, and said: go to it! If that's what you want, then here's''
''your chance to show what you can do(perhaps your last chance before you have so much''
''power that there can be no glory in it's use). For once let brazen knoights, pennants''
''raised and flying in the desert sunlight, spur thir armored steeds across the blazing''
''sands. Let Greek and Trojan pause in frozen battle to stare in awe and see themselves''
''surpassed in spectacle for song and story.''

''his armored cars, his guns, his planes, his mountains of bombs and shells and-and set him''
''down in a barren land where he could do little harm to anyone or anything else and turned''
''him loose in the desert sun. It was an alien land to these men of bronze and steel-of brazen''
''spirit and iron machines-but a land well chosen to absorb their worst...''

''it's particles under the protective eyeglasses; the oppressive daytime heat that was everywhere''
''...These-and the same shells as before, blasting, maiming still...''
-->''But there is no war without the dead. And if dead is dead, no matter how, yet to survivors''
''years later and to us looking through the reverse cap of history, they seemed somehow to die''
''in style. And if it seemed otherwise to the dead themselves, no one has yet found a way to ''
survey the dead for an opinion.''

-->''Never had such a war been fought. Never again would it be possible. It was if the
gods had looked down on this puny creature man, with his war-like dreams of glory,
his monstrous proud machines, and said: go to it! If that's what you want, then here's
your chance to show what you can do(perhaps your last chance before you have so much
power that there can be no glory in it's use). For once let brazen knoights, pennants
raised and flying in the desert sunlight, spur thir armored steeds across the blazing
sands. Let Greek and Trojan pause in frozen battle to stare in awe and see themselves
surpassed in spectacle for song and story.''
-->''And so the gods picked man up, with all his treasured playthings-his trucks, his tanks,
his armored cars, his guns, his planes, his mountains of bombs and shells and-and set him
down in a barren land where he could do little harm to anyone or anything else and turned
him loose in the desert sun. It was an alien land to these men of bronze and steel-of brazen
spirit and iron machines-but a land well chosen to absorb their worst...''

it's particles under the protective eyeglasses; the oppressive daytime heat that was everywhere
...These-and the same shells as before, blasting, maiming still...''
-->''But there is no war without the dead. And if dead is dead, no matter how, yet to survivors
years later and to us looking through the reverse cap of history, they seemed somehow to die
in style. And if it seemed otherwise to the dead themselves, no one has yet found a way to

-->-- [[StarTrek Klingon]] battle chant