Zitate und Sprüche aus dem Diablo Universum

Schließlich breitet der Tod seine Schwingen über alles und jeden aus.

Death, at last, shall spread its wings over all.

Es ward verheißen...
Am Ende aller Dinge...
Stünde ein neuer Anfang.

It has been said...
That in the end of all things...
You would find a new beginning.

Leah: "Das weckt Erinnerungen."
Templer: "Ich genieße es ebenso, böse Kreaturen in fremden geheimnisvollen Ländern zu jagen."
Leah: "Ich sprach von schönen Erinnerungen."
Templer: "Ich ebenfalls."

We do not see what has been done, we only see what remains to be done.

Stay awhile and...
Ah, no one ever listens.

Hallo mein Freund. Bleibt ein Weilchen und hört zu...

Hello my friend. Stay awhile and listen...

Ich habe tagelang gegen den Schlaf gekämpft. Denn wenn ich träumte, kehrten die Erinnerungen zurück.

I fought sleep for days at a time. For when I dreamt, the memories would return.

Priest: "Thank the Heavens for you."
Rogue: "Heavens? I assure you, Father. The Heavens didn't send me."

Das Recht, eine Krone zu tragen, wird vom Licht verliehen. Um es zu verlieren, ist die Finsternis eines verderbten Herzens nötig.

Eran: "Ich habe nachgedacht..."
Joshua: "Das kann nicht einfach gewesen sein."

A life unlived is no different than death.

I have spent decades trying to understand the forces at work in this world. But, In the face of all that is transpiring, I realize how meager my knowledge is.

I strayed from your Light and found my trade in the Shadows. They call it murder. I say job well done.

Speak now to those who heed a darker call. Those bold enough to cross the line of Sin for deeper knowledge, who'll follow an unquenchable yearning born of blood and bone to unlock the forbidden secrets and foulest black rituals, calling forth life from death. To truly embrace this power, you must take it into the world. But you will be shunned, scorned, marked as a living sacrifice to this profane knowledge. You will be a Priest of Rathma. A Necromancer. And you will not confront the darkness alone. We are the Speakers of the Dead and the Dead have no mercy.

Evil has survived. A dark figure wanders in the East. He must be stopped at all costs.

It has been said that in the end of all things, you would find a new beginning. But as the shadow once again crawls across our world, and the stench of terror drifts on a bitter wind, the people pray for strength and guidance. They should pray for the mercy of a swift death, for I have seen what the darkness hides.

You think me mad, old friend. But I know these dreams. They tell of the future. Hell is coming, brother. Hell is coming.

Der Weltenstein. Er war die Quelle der Schöpfung und der Ursprung unseres ewigen Konflikts. Von den hohen Himmeln bis in die brennenden Höllen hat unser Wunsch, diese Macht zu beherrschen, sie im Kern vergiftet. Und so gab ich mein Leben, um ihn zu zerstören. Doch seine Verderbnis breitete sich aus. Wenn die Menschheit überleben will, muss sie zusammen stehen und sich der wachsenden Dunkelheit stellen. Auch wenn das nicht genug sein mag.

The Worldstone. It was the power of creation and the birth of our eternal conflict. From the high heavens to the burning hells, our desire to control that power poisoned its very nature. And so I gave my life to destroy it. But its corruption spread. If humanity is to survive, they must stand together and face the rising darkness. Though that may not be enough.

This is about as exciting as the time Uncle Deckard and I spent the summer in Bramwell. People are quite boring there.

Informationen von Ormus zu bekommen, ist, als würde man einen Ochsen melken.

Trying to get information out of Ormus is like straining water from a rock.

Hurry now... the sands of time slow for no one!

To a man who only knows Iron, there is no greater magic than Steel. The blacksmith Griswold is more of a sorcerer than he knows. His ability to meld fire and metal is unequaled in this land.

Since the first spark of creation, angels have waged the eternal conflict to defeat the forces of darkness and corruption.

No weapon can overcome the weakness of an undisciplined mind. They can only serve as an extension of the self.

The first three were dead before they hit the ground. The others weren't so lucky.

After a while the scars serve as their own layer of armor.

How will I survive? I don't intend to get hit in the first place. If you even touch me, it's because I allowed it.

Mädchen: "Wir werden hier sterben, nicht wahr?"
Demonenjägerin: "Nein. So lange ich hier bin, sind sie die Beute. Und ich bin die Jägerin."

Girl: "We are going to die here, aren't we?"
Demon Hunter: "No. As long as I'm here, they are the prey. And I am the hunter."

Aber es gibt noch viel zu tun. Wenn diese Übersetzungen stimmen, könnten die Mächte der Hölle schon aufgebrochen sein. Die Welt muss vor der Finsternis gewarnt werden!

There is still work to be done. If these translations are correct, the powers of hell, could already be on the move. The world must be told of the coming darkness!

It was then I realized my companion hadn't been gaining strength. He had been losing what was left of his humanity...

I can see what you see not
Vision milky, then eyes rot
When you turn they will be gone
Whispering their hidden song
Then you see what cannot be
Shadows move where light should be
Out of darkness, out of mind
Cast down into the Halls of the Blind

Where the actions of hell seem straight forwardly bent on destruction, the motives of heaven are unfathomable.

Nicht einmal der Tod kann dich vor mir retten!

Not even death can save you from me!

Sometimes I think that Cain talks too much, but I guess that is his calling in life. If I could bend steel as well as he can bend your ear, I could make a suit of court plate good enough for an Emperor!

Look at that edge, that balance. A sword in the right hands, and against the right foe, is the master of all weapons.