To the glory that was Greece, and the grandeur that was Rome.
A great empire, like a great cake, is most easily diminished at the edges.
In Italy, on the breaking up of the Roman Empire, society might be said to be resolved into its original elements, - into hostile atoms, whose only movement was that of mutual repulsion.
I want my people to reclaim their rightful place in the galaxy. I want to see the Centauri stretch forth their hand again, and command the stars. I want a rebirth of glory! A renaissance of power! I want to stop running through my life like a man late for an appointment, afraid to... To look back, or to look forward. I want us to be what we used to be! I want... I want it all back, the way that that
How many Centauri does it take to screw in a light bulb
? Only one. But, in the grand old days of the Republic, hundreds of servants would change thousands of light bulbs at our slightest whim!
The empire is now nothing more than an old slattern, cursing at passers-by to remember her old glory.
: There was a time when the mere mention of my race inspired fear. And now... we're a beaten people. Afraid to fight back because we're afraid to lose what little is left. Kira
: That's not the Cardassians I know. Dukat
Cardassians? Don't you see, Major? They're paralyzed. They're beaten and defeated. I am the only Cardassian left
, and if no one else will stand against the Klingons, I will!
The empire of the Phoenix Kings, which once ruled entire continents, is now confined to the kingdoms of Ulthuan
and scattered outposts overseas. Alabaster cities
that once bustled with vibrancy are now naught but empty echoes of a bygone age, and lands that knew nothing but beauty and nobility now reek with the blood and fury of unremitting war
—Warhammer: High Elves Army Book (8th edition)
In the darkness of space, the remnants of the Eldar
empire cling onto what was left of their once-mighty culture, preserving the art and architecture of their people within the craftworlds
and passing their ancient history from generation to generation via song, dance and the recital of myths and parables. Aboard their continent-sized vessels, these fragments of the Eldar race sail the sea of stars, always seeking to stay one step ahead of She Who Thirsts
and then somehow survive in a galaxy more hostile than ever.
Bel Riose: Why, the Empire is more powerful now than it has been in a millennium. Your old eyes are blinded by the cold bleakness of the border. Come to the inner worlds some day; come to the warmth and wealth of the center.
Centuries ago, we had it all. Our kingdom stretched across thousands of miles, encompassing several vastly different regions. Our leaders were incredibly powerful and menacing, striking fear into the hearts of any who dared try to oppose them. My people ruled the world. But that was well before my time. Nowadays, unfortunately, our former glory seems to have been forgotten. In fact, many arent even aware that we exist. What used to be the worlds most impressive empire has now been reduced to a single small island.