Their arrogance is matched only by their firepower.

What do humans know of our pain? We have sung songs of lament since before your ancestors crawled on their bellies from the sea.

We are the Eldar, amongst the oldest of the races and perhaps once counted amongst the wisest. But we are ever reminded of our great Folly and even greater Fall. Now we are but few in number and our time left in this galaxy is short. The Age of the Eldar is over, now it is the Time of Man, the upstart, the hairy savage.

As a rule, elves are both beautiful and graceful — and they know it, too, which is my major problem with the manky little gits. The fact is that most elves are arrogant snots.
— "Wulf", in Heart of the Lion 3: The Red and The Green, by Anthony Pryor-Brown

You may as well try to catch starlight as bring the Eldar to battle.

The eldar were warriors, aesthetes, pirates, philosophers and killers. But most of all, they were liars.

You're an elf. Your history is one very long love poem dedicated to bloodshed. And yourselves.

Lennier: Do not touch me again in that manner. We may look like you, but we are not you.

You are but a dog, and I your master!