The best Quotes by Terenas Menethil

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.

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.

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."

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?"

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!

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.

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?

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

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.

We never paid any heed to the ancient prophecies. Like fools we clung to the old hatreds, and fought as we had for generations. Until the day the sky rained fire, and a new enemy came among us. We stand now, upon the brink of destruction... for Reign of Chaos has come at last.

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

By the way, a little bronze dragon told me about what you blood elves planned to do to my grave. I'm not thrilled about it.

Sometimes, the light at the end of the tunnel... is a train.

We cannot change the past, and we may never find forgiveness in the future, but inaction damns us all.

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."

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.

Together, we became the Aspects, leaders of the dragonflights, the protectors of Azeroth.

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.

You will travel far, my little Go'el. My world may be lost, but this is your world now. Take what you need from it, make a home for the Orcs and let no one stand in your way. You are the son of Durotan and Draka, an unbroken line of chieftains. And our people need a leader now, more than ever.

Within these groves, and by the light of Elune, I found something I feared lost. Hope.

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.

The sky is dark, the fire burns, you drive in vain as fate's wheel turns!

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

Sylvanas Windrunner: "All their hope dies with you."
Varok Saurfang: "You cannot kill hope. Hope remains."

Lip: "Hey, whoa. You really think they deserve your hard-earned money for that service?"
Frank: "Dine and dash?"
Lip: "Bite and bolt."
Frank: "Eat it and beat it?"