The best Quotes by Arthas Menethil

Uther: "I dearly hope that there's a special place in hell waiting for you, Arthas."
Arthas: "We may never know, Uther. I intend to live forever."

The thing no one tells you about sitting on a Frozen Throne, is how much of your flesh ends up stuck to it.

You speak of justice? Of cowardice? I will show you the justice of the grave and the true meaning of fear!

All I want is to settle down with a Lich Queen of my own and have some little Lich-lings. Is that too much to ask?

Come in all your power and glory! For in the final hour, all must serve the one true king.

Terenas: "No king rules forever, my son."
Arthas: "I see... only darkness before me."

It's "Lich King", not "Lick King"... the two are very, very different jobs!

No man can defeat me! Although, ten to twenty-five might do the trick.

If you think I'm powerful now, you should see my abilities in Heroic mode!

Terenas: "What are you doing my son?"
Arthas: "Succeeding you, father. This kingdom shall fall and from the ashes shall arise a new order, that will shake the very foundations of the world."

Arthas: "Our salvation... Frostmourne!"
Muradin: "Hold, lad. There's an inscription on the dais. It's a warning. It says: 'Whomsoever takes up this blade shall wield power eternal. Just as the blade rends flesh, so must power scar the spirit.' I should've known. The blade is cursed!"
Arthas: "I would gladly bear any curse to save my homeland."

Gentlemen, meet Miss Jaina Proudmoore, special agent to the Kirin Tor, and one of the most talented sorceresses in the land.

Arthas! The blood of your father, of your people, demands justice! Come forth, coward, and answer for your crimes!

No crown. No throne. Not even a soul left for judgement. I hated you, hunted you, and with each selfish act... became you. That is my burden to bear. But your legacy is at an end. Begone, then, Arthas Menethil. May the last whisper of your name fade and be forgotten.

Arthas: "Finish me, then."
Sylvanas: "A quick death, like to one you gave me? No. You're going to suffer as I did."

My son, the day you were born, the very forests of Lordaeron whispered the name... Arthas. My child, I watched with pride as you grew into a weapon of righteousness. Remember, our line has always ruled with wisdom and strength, and I know you will show restraint when exercising your great power. But the truest victory, my son, is stirring the hearts of your people. I tell you this, for when my days have come to an end, you shall be King.

Uther: "I'm pleased that King Terenas sent you to help me."
Arthas: "Father still hopes your patience and experience might rub off on me."
Uther: "It is a father's right to dream, isn't it?"

If pride gives us pause, my love, then perhaps we have lived long enough already.

Destiny is at hand, young sorceress. The time to choose has come. For the fate of all who live, humanity must join forces with the Horde.

Warriors - the hour of victory has arrived. Come, you tauren! Rise up, you ogres! Today, you stand united with the Horde. Lok-Tar Ogar!

Let them come. They'll find the Horde to be more than they bargained for!

The beginning of wisdom is the statement 'I do not know.' The person who cannot make that statement is one who will never learn anything. And I have prided myself on my ability to learn.

Only the goddess may forbid me anything.

Sylvanas: "Isn't it obvious, Warchief? I serve the Horde."
Garrosh: "Watch your clever mouth, b*tch!"

I have no Light. Not after what I've seen. Not after what I've done.

Something, someone, is calling out from the heart of the world. Like a voice from a dream. Something dark is coming, Anduin. The world needs your Light again.

You needed time. We stayed away. But time by itself heals nothing.

Stand proud in the Horde. Know that all of you were so much more than arrows in my quiver.

It is not that we are not sad for his passing. But in celebrating life, he shall remain with us forever. What better way to strengthen the bonds of the family that remains, than celebrating all who came before?

Look, with the number of whelps I've sired, I think I've earned the right to make a dad joke or two.

The most important thing I've learned in all my journeys is... balance. Work and play. Good and bad. Right and wrong. Honor. Tradition. A good brew. And most especially... family. These are things that bring me balance. These are the things I fight for.

Does anyone know when these spikes grew out of my back? You would think I would remember something like that.

Those with power must wield it without fear. And if that power allows you to cast fear upon others, well that's a nice bonus.

I once was the head of a secretive council that controlled the Orcish Horde from the shadows. I called it... the Shadow Council. Shut up, naming things is hard!

Without its masters command the restless Scourge will become an even greater threat to this world. Control must be maintained. There must always be a Lich King.

Anduin: "Only one of us wanted this war."
Sylvanas: "You call for peace when it suits you, little lion. But you're quick enough to kill."

Not a Banshee Queen... Not a Ranger-General... But always a Windrunner.

Once before, you and I stood side by side on the slopes of Mount Hyjal. That World Tree did not fall because the Horde and the Alliance worked together.

Always remember that power is a double-edged blade. One side light, the other dark. It calls to you when you are most desperate. When victory seems worth any sacrifice. There is a price to be paid for such a gift. And many eagerly accept the bargain. The righteous and the meek may recoil at its cost... But they have no vision! Power alone is not to be feared. Fear instead those who wield it!

Devos: "Remember what he did and take your vengeance."
Uther: "Not vengeance.... justice!"

Bolvar: "Strange, is it not? We both lived lives of service, and even after facing death itself, we still feel compelled to serve others."
Darion: "Sometimes the greatest act of service is to be present for those who need us."

Imprisoned for ten thousand years. Banished from my own homeland. And now, you dare enter my realm. You are not prepared!

I got my tiger used from Siegfried and Roy.

Each day that passes, the future flows into the present which blurs into the past.

Ah, I miss real-time strategy. The isometric perspective, the epic large-scale battles! Can't say I miss all this poking though.

I only hope my friends will remember me as I was. Not what you made me to be.

People keep saying they're outraged at another infamous black dragon for burning an entire city full of innocent people to ash. One city. Amateur.