Shieldmaiden Quotes

Alas, not me, lord!" she said. "Shadow lies on me still. Look not to me for healing! I am a shieldmaiden and my hand is ungentle.

I stand in Minas Anor, the Tower of the Sun; and behold! the Shadow has departed! I will be a Shieldmaiden no longer, nor vie with the great Riders, nor take joy only in the songs of slaying. I will be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.

There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden of the North!

Look, all I’m asking you to consider is that you have the power to change things. What if the reason you were given that power is to defend those without any? Both from external and internal harm. Like a shieldmaiden for your people.

But of all the women, Éowyn is the strongest, quite frankly, because of her weakness: she's only human. She has no special powers, no immortality, only her innate grit and drive to be something more than just a shield-maiden. And nothing whatsoever will stay her on her course. In the end, she, and her faithful companion Merry, take down the Witch King HIMSELF! She kills the one servant of Sauron that no man can kill; she kills Fear itself in what is arguably the most dramatic moment in the books. I think it is significant that the embodiment of Fear in The Lord of the Rings is slain by a woman. In fact, only a woman is capable of doing so.

He lowered his voice. "You are a true shield-maiden; you do not turn from a scar on a man's face."I looked at him and did not lower my eyes. "My father was an ealdorman, and his brother ealdorman after him. He taught me that a scar is the badge of honour of the warrior, and this I believe."He regarded me for a long moment. "I think I am glad we did not face your father and his brother in battle," he said, "for they were of better stuff than what we have found here."In saying this, he gave my dead kinsmen much praise. I felt that praise came rarely from the Danes, and took a strange pleasure in hearing him say this. I did not speak, but he lifted his cup to me, and I again took up mine. - Sidroc the Dane to Ceridwen

This world is to be passed through, shieldmaiden. It is a waypoint on the journey. We meet our family on the way, but we are always only traveling here. It is beyond this world that we will know peace and eternity. Only there will our family be complete.”   She

Like trying to capture an angry butterfly.

for long years we healers have only sought to patch the rents made by the men of swords. Though we should still have enough to do without them: the world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them. ' 'It needs but one foe to breed a war, not two, Master Warden,' answered Éowyn.

..for long years we healers have only sought to patch the rents made by the men of swords. Though we should still have enough to do without them: the world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them. ' 'It needs but one foe to breed a war, not two, Master Warden,' answered Éowyn.

The name of Ragnar's third wife was Aslaug (Aslög). Aslaug was said to be the daughter of the legendary Norse hero Sigurd (Old Norse: Sigurðr) and the shield-maiden Brynhildr.

I’d gone from living alone in New York as a lowly shoe clerk to becoming a shieldmaiden with a family to come home to. It didn’t get much better than that.

For you and I have both passed under the wings of the Shadow, and the same hand drew us back.’ ‘Alas, not me, lord!’ she said. ‘Shadow lies on me still. Look not to me for healing! I am a shieldmaiden and my hand is ungentle.

Shieldmaiden, I live

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No one chooses to be hungry. I would rather feed a dozen old men and have one be a liar than let the others starve.

Why were men so disappointing?

He thought of the thousands of beautiful stars in the sky and how the moon shared the night with all of them. In contrast, the sun’s light was shared with no one else, so dazzling and powerful, nothing could ever compete with it. No one would dare. Brynhild was the sun.

Our physical form is an illusion, one that can be bent to serve our will. We can change everything about ourselves. The flesh feels solid, but it is malleable. Our spirits are limitless, eternal. That is who we truly are. Your body is just a physical manifestation of the spirit.

She's with Sif. And although she is my heart, she is only one warrior. I can not - I will not - lose others because my attention faltered. And she's with Sif. And she's a fine shield-maiden, fast and strong and deadly. Trained with Thor himself. To love a warrior was to understand mortality in a way Brunnhilde normally wouldn't.

Strength must be used to raise others up—not to force them into subjugation, or to bend their wills to your own.

A sickly calf, a willful thrall, witches’ flattery, a walking corpse, a brother’s killer, a half-burned house, a horse too fast, a friend too keen…never be so trustful as to trust these.

Her eyes snapped to his, green and gold flecks alive with fire. ‘In my experience, if a man makes a mistake, it’s dismissed as youthful exuberance. If a woman makes a similar mistake, it only proves she’s not good enough!’ ‘Not on my ship.’ He bristled, knowing she spoke the truth and wanting to beat the senses out of any man who’d dared to question her worth. ‘Really? How nice.’ Her mouth twisted into a mocking smile and his mood soured further.

Once she'd have ignored his hand, now she took it. Not because she needed his help, but it felt good to have someone offer it

She did not care what some pampered citizens thought of her. She knew her worth.