The best Quotes from Warcraft III

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!

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."

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.

Betrayer... in truth, it was I who was betrayed. Still, I am hunted. Still, I am hated. Now, my blind eyes see what others cannot. And sometimes the hand of fate must be forced.

Our spirit is stronger than you know, demon! If we are to fall, then so be it. At least now... we are free!

You said that your warchief was in trouble - that the Horde needed the tauren once again. Well, Thrall did much for us in his time, and we will not fail him. My warriors will rendezvous with the warchief upon the battlefield.

We are no longer part of the Scourge. From here on out, we shall be known as the Forsaken. We will find our own path in this world, and slaughter anyone who stands in our way.

Sylvanas: "The humans are simply a means to an end."
Varimathras: "You sound more like one of us with every passing day, my lady."
Sylvanas: "Watch it, dreadlord!"

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

Sylvanas: "Finish it! I deserve a clean death."
Arthas: "After all you've put me through, woman, the last thing I'll give you is the peace of death."
Sylvanas: "No... you wouldn't dare!"

The Horde is no longer our enemy. The orcs have their own kingdom now.

Now go, young Thrall. Sail west to the lands of Kalimdor. It is there that you will find your destiny. It is there that your people's salvation will be assured.

Human? I left my humanity behind long ago.

We are paladins. Vengeance cannot be a part of what we must do.

The former can advise the latter, but the latter must be free to challenge the former, to avoid what happened.

The roots will heal in time... as will the entire world. The sacrifices have been made. Just as the orcs, humans, and night elves discarded their old hatreds and stood united against a common foe, so did nature herself rise up to banish the Shadow forever. As for me, I came back to ensure that there would be a future, to teach the world that it no longer needed Guardians. The hope for future generations has always resided in mortal hands. And now that my task is done, I will take my place amongst the legends of the past.

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."

I be Vol'jin, leader of the Darkspear tribe.

I have watched the other races. I have seen their squabbling, their ruthlessness. Their wars do nothing but scar the land and drive the wild things to extinction.

Tyrande, it is your voice. After all these ages spent in darkness, your voice is like the pure light of the moon upon my mind.

I smell the stench of decay and corruption in our land. That angers me greatly!

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.

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?"

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?

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.

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

If you think the party's great now, just wait 'til he invites the orcs over!

Atiesh, Greatstaff of the Guardian, is a unique and powerful artifact passed down from Guardian to apprentice for generations. Pay no attention to that druid holding another one. Or that priest. Or Khadgar. In fact, never pay attention to Khadgar.

I got my tiger used from Siegfried and Roy.

I wish my bow was socketed.

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."

It is perilous to confuse what you are made to do with what you choose to do.

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.

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.

Most people don't realize that Illidan and I were actually triplets. Poor Buenofurion.

Just to be clear, all the loot we get from this is mine. I need it. For, uhm... hunter reasons.

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

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

Cairne was killed by Garrosh, so... don't put this guy in a Warrior deck. It's pretty insensitive.

I have never trusted you, Sylvanas. Nor would I have ever imagined in our darkest time that you would be da one to save us. Da spirits have granted me clarity, a vision, dey whisper a name. Many will not undastand. But you must step out of da shadows and lead. You must be Warchief.