Warriors don’t show their heart until the axe reveals it.
Wessex allows its warriors to kill each other and spends too much time on its knees.
The strongest of all warriors are these two – time and patience.
Today is a day for warriors… a day to kill your enemies. A day we make the pagans wish they had never heard of Wessex. Today, we fight for Wessex!
Tears we can’t control, sobs and weeps are little surrenders, and I will surrender nothing to the pain. Tears may flow, but I will not weep. I am the wife of a warrior now. Which is to say, I am a warrior. And warriors don’t cry.
Every failed empire has a legion of elite warriors.
A village can be rebuilt. A warrior can die only once.
One of the things us warriors seldom talk about is how often people s*** themselves when they die. It’s a touch of gray in the white cloud of kicking ass.
Brother’s not a warrior. Now is the time for warriors.
Aethelwold, you’re as much a warrior as you are a King.
A warrior must always remember what they’re fighting for.
