"I [would] rather die on my feet than live upon my knees."
— First said by Emiliano Zapata, popularized by later revolutionaries such as Dolores Ibárruri.
"In God's name, if it is absolutely necessary to declare either for peace or war, and the former can not be preserved with honour, why is not the latter commenced without delay? I am not, I confess, well informed as to the resources of this kingdom, but I trust it has still sufficient to maintain its just rights, though I know them not. But, my Lords, any state is better than despair. Let us at least make one effort, and, if we must fall, let us fall like men!"
—William Pitt The Elder, during the American Revolution
"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
— Dylan Thomas, "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night"
Dr. Diane Turner: (referencing the Dylan Thomas poem) Thornton, what does that poem mean to you?
"If we're going to be damned, let's be damned for what we really are."
— Cap. Jean-Luc Picard, Star Trek: The Next Generation ("Encounter at Farpoint")
"The humans, I think, knew they were doomed. Where another race would surrender to despair, the humans fought back with greater strength. They made the Minbari fight for every inch of space. In 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. No one who saw them fighting against the inevitable could help but be moved to tears by their courage. Their stubborn nobility. When they ran out of ships, they used guns, when they ran out guns they used knives and sticks and bare hands. They were magnificent. I only hope that when it is my time, I may die with half as much dignity as I saw in their eyes in the end. They did this for two years. They never ran out of courage but, in the end, they ran out of time."
— Londo Mollari, Babylon 5
"You know, when you get old, in life, things get taken from you. I mean, that's a part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losin' stuff. You find out life's this game of inches; so is football. Because in either game — life or football — the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half a step too late or too early and you don't quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast and you don't quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. They're in every break of the game, every minute, every second. On this team we fight for that inch. On this team we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when add up all those inches, that's gonna make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dying! I'll tell you this, in any fight it's the guy who's willing to die who's gonna win that inch. And I know, if I'm gonna have any life anymore it's because I'm still willing to fight and die for that inch, because that's what living is, the six inches in front of your face."
— Tony D'Amato, Any Given Sunday
"We do not know what our chances of survival are, so we fight as if they were zero. We do not know what we are facing, so we fight as if it was the dark gods themselves. No one will remember us now and we may never be buried beneath Titan, so we will build our own memorial here. The Chapter might lose us and the Imperium might never know we existed, but the Enemy - the Enemy will know. The Enemy will remember. We will hurt it so badly that it will never forget us until the stars burn out and the Emperor vanquishes it at the end of time. When Chaos is dying, its last thought will be of us. That is our memorial -carved into the heart of Chaos. We cannot lose, Grey Knights. We have already won."
— Justicar Alaric, Warhammer 40,000
"Zeon's strength was expended in the Battle of Loum! There is no way they can create new soldiers overnight, and Ghiren Zabi knows it. I therefore appeal to all the citizens of the Earth Federation, to each and every one of you. Zeon is exhausted! Now is not the time for us to kneel before Zeon. It is time for us to rise! Now, more than ever, is our chance to defeat Zeon!"
“Do not tell me what I am or am not,” the demon hissed, “It doesn’t matter that God has Felled me, that the Adversary is ready to welcome me to Hell, that my wings are, are icky and that I have talons, because I still want to help people, I still want to undo all of the wrongs I see, and, God-approved or not, the most grievous wrong is that this world, this beautiful world that I’ve spent the last six thousand years in, that we’ve spent the last six thousand years in, is going to be destroyed, and it’s all my fault, and that you and I are going to be parted forever when I finally got the courage to tell you how I’ve felt for a thousand years if not longer - angel, demon, Heaven, Hell, good, evil, they’re all words, they’re all labels, they all mean absolutely bloody nothing, all that matters is that I love this world, I love this life, and I love you, you complete and utter bastard, and I will do anything to keep the things I love safe, and if we don’t do this, you and I, we’ll cease to exist anyway, or we will spend a short time on the run, maybe, before we are captured and you’re put through all kinds of torments that I simply cannot abide, and I think if you were thinking clearly you would agree you’d rather stop being if it meant you wouldn’t have to go through that, and that if there were a chance, any chance at all, that you could avoid that, that the world could avoid that, you would take that opportunity, so you, right now, are going to turn this stupid old amazing wonderful piece of machinery around, and we are going to go to Manchester, and we are going to do our damnable, blessed best to save the world so that we can live in it together.”
— Zira, Manchester Lost
I know at the end of the blogs, they tell you that when the time comes that he comes after you, that you should end it yourself. Take your own life so that he doesn't take it. Well today, I tell you the opposite. Don't quit. Don't give up. Fight. Fight him as long and as hard as you can. He may win in the end. But don't give him the satisfaction of an easy kill. Let the fucker work for his food. You can't keep letting him think that just because he holds the royal flush that it means you have to just fold. If enough people fight, if enough people give him a good run around... it may be enough to finish him. So please. Don't give up. Give it everything you've got. If you have to end it before he gets you, then do it. But give it your all before you do. Give him one hell of a show before you do.
— Zeke Strahm, Seeking Truth
"My brethren, hear me, for there is little time left. All that remains of our race, our civilization, are those that stand beside you now. Trust in each other. Strike as one will. Let our last stand burn a memory so bright we will be remembered forever. En taro Tassadar!"
— Artanis, Starcraft II
"Maybe you're right. Maybe we can't win this but we'll fight you regardless, just like we did Sovereign. Just like I'm doing now. However insignificant we might be, we will fight, we will sacrifice, and we will find a way. That's what humans do."
— Commander Shepard, Mass Effect 2