Zitate und Sprüche von Nozdormu

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

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

Many thousands of years ago, when our world was... young, Azeroth was home to the ancestors of dragons - primitive beasts ruled by primal instincts. Yet there were a few in whom the spark of intelligence was lit, who thought, spoke and felt more deeply than the rest.

You balance upon the cusp of destiny. All that matters... is this moment.

The future will unfold as it was meant to. Open your mind to what is yet to come!

You must decide which path you will take. Which story you will tell. An ancient enemy has returned. You will play a part in the events to come and you will have to make a difficult choice, as we did. I am Nozdormu. Come - there is much I would show you. My story is already written. But yours - and that of all Dracthyr - is only beginning to unfold.

Time is a tangled web. Try not to dwell on all the loose ends.

At last it has come to pass. The moment of my demise. The loop is closed. My future self will cause no more harm. Still, in time, I will... fall to madness. And you, heroes... will vanquish me. The cycle will repeat. So it goes. What matters is that Azeroth did not fall; that we survived to fight another day. All that matters... is this moment.

Time to write some flavor text.

Know that even as things appear to unravel, they do so with greater purpose.

Unto you is charged the great task of keeping the purity of time. Know that there is only one true timeline, though there are those who would have it otherwise. You must protect it. Without the truth of time as it is meant to unfold, more will be lost than you can possibly imagine. The fabric of reality will unravel. It is a heavy task - the base of all tasks of this world, for nothing can transpire without time.

Compared to all else that has happened, it is a small change to the time line and one of which I approve. The blues will fly the skies again, even though their numbers will not be great even after ten thousand years. But better some, than none.

Mortals! I cannot follow you any further - accept my blessing and use the Hourglass of Time to defeat Murozond!

I know what you hide from her, from us. It is my fate and curse to know such things and be unable myself to prevent them. Know that I now ask for forgivenes for the wrongs I will cause you in the future, but I must be what I am destined to be... as Malygos is.

The Sands of Time are plentiful but precious. Waste not a single grain.

Since we Aspects first realized our kind was destined to share Azeroth with the young races, we have each taken a visage that allowed us to see the world as they do. Just as importantly, it informs how they perceive us. Do you wish them to see you as a trustworthy sage? A tyrant to be feared? Distant and aloof, or warm and generous? This choice is deeply personal, and it says much about who you are as a dragon. So no, I will not tell you anything that might sway your decision.

It was given unto me to know the very hour and method of my own death. I would never subvert it. But only one of the pathways to my destiny can be correct. And in one unfolding future, I became the leader of the infinite dragonflight. That was why I became lost in the timeways, Thrall. I was seeking understanding of how such a thing came to be. How I, who have always striven to honor the great duty the titans charged me with, could have fallen so far astray.

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?

We have been scattered for far too long. Isolated. But a dragonflight is more than an oath we make - we are family. And it's time I brought my family home.

Tend to what matters most to your flight, and I will save what matters most to mine.

Go to them. Along the way, you may discover a new destiny of your own.

Then it seems the mortal races, too, must answer the call and face the storms ahead.

You can only become more than you are if you confront your past!

The Sands of Time reveal all truths, child, even bitter ones.

Do not stand so close, my breath is... potent.

The Dragon Isles have awakened and beckon the dragonflights home.

Don't make me burn your face off! ...I mean, greetings, traveler.

The threat is greater than you know, young ones. We must join forces and strike now!

We must all do our part to safeguard Azeroth.

You know what is better than drinking a beer? Brewing your own beer. And then drinking it. And then... Drinking another beer. And then, punching somebody in the snout! That's what!

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

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

Bolvar Fordragon: "I was wondering if you'd show up!"
Dranosh Saurfang: "I couldn't let the Alliance have all the fun today!"

You know not what you have done. Aman'Thul... What I... have... seen...

You crawl unwitting, like a blind, writhing worm, towards endless madness and despair. I have witnessed the true End Time. This? This is a blessing you simply cannot comprehend!

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

Knowledge is power and I know a lot.

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."

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.

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

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

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

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