Ororo Munroe (Earth-616)/Quotes

Well. I am Storm, monster... and I resist you! And I will not be destroyed!!

You spoke once of power. Little man, you do not know the meaning of the word!

Am I not beautiful, Lord Doom? And terrible? Do you not fear me? You should.

Goddess be merciful -- this vessel is a living being!

Enter freely, and of your own will.

Callisto... I lead the X-Men. The challenge, the duel - your life - are mine!

Professor, if Rogue stays, I go.

I suggest gentlemen that you renounce your evil ways. If you do not, I shall learn of it... and be very angry.

The elements marshal their infinite might at my beckoning! Power seethes in the roiling clouds! Now, at my command -- STRIKE!

My feet may never leave the ground... but someday, I shall learn to fly again!

I have no powers, my body cannot fly. But I no longer mind, for in my heart and soul -- where it truly matters -- I soar higher than the stars!

You counter despair with hope. You strive forever for the best you are capable to be! Therein lies the victory!

But for all my powers, Phillip... I cannot convey the wonder and glory of them, the quiet serenity of this moment, to others. Show them first-hand, perhaps, but never tell. That is your gift.

You are the maker of things, as Naze said. But what you create here is chaos and pain. A world of unending misery and slaughter. I love you still And I fear always will. But this abomination -- I cannot abide!

But... I've sworn never to take a life... not even to save my own... not even such a miserable unlife as these poor, pathetic creatures endure. Great goddess help me!!

He reached out to me for help today-- and I ignored him. I am, perhaps, as guilty of wrongdoing as he.

Deathbird! What the devil are you playing at?!!

...blessed goddess, I fear... we are truly doomed!

Are the Morlocks paying the price... for my ambition?

When you first asked me to leave my home -- leave the life I had forged for myself in Africa -- I did so because you had convinced me of my greater responsibilities to the world in which I lived. Whether I did so of my own resolve -- or because I had little choice in denying any request from the most powerful mutant mind on the planet -- is a question I may never truly know the answer. All I can say for certain -- at THIS moment in my life -- is that I refuse to allow you, or anyone, to drag me through the mud... to shatter my belief that the X-Men are a force for good, ultimately for change. I will not allow the world to destroy us -- and more importantly, what we stand for. I will fight for you. Someday, I might die for you. But do not ever ask me again to steal for you, Professor Xavier. I am an X-Man... and we have to be better than that.

Just as I thought, a boy playing a man's game. You were wrong about me, Shinobi... you were wrong about everything.

Cable! How nice to see you when it does not require ducking!

You have a lovely Way with a Compliment, Bishop. Most Men would not need an Order to spend Time with me.

I am not a goddess, Candra... nor do I pretend to be so any longer. I am simply a woman.

I have tried being her leader. I have tried being her friend. It never holds for long. In my opinion, being Callisto's nightmare might work best in the long-term. Her new scars should aid her memory, this time.

This flower is a hybrid, Bobby. It needs to live in a specific environment or it dies. Some might say it is a bit like us. Well... a bit like some of us.

She may be a child, but Marrow has proven herself to be quite deadly.

Officers...we are the X-Men...and we are here to save your children. Please, lower your weapons.

Can we all move forward and try not to make the same mistakes again?

The difference between mutants and the rest of our fellow humanity... is that we wield the primal forces of nature. All of us hold within ourselves the capacity to transcend our very being. I've seen it happen to others of our kind. I've experienced it myself.

It is not the change that terrifies me, it is how natural it felt afterwards. I was raw and elemental power, wholly without restraint, without guilt. It was... wonderful. All these years I have been so certain of myself. Whatever became of Storm, Ororo remained a constant. Now I am no longer sure.

I will not be conquered, Khan! But I can choose... to SURRENDER.

As I told your master -- I will not be conquered. And I choose not to surrender.

Earth is our home, Sage. Nobody takes it from us.

Like my lightning a moment ago, mutants are everywhere. We can't be ignored. We're on your block, we're in your house, and we don't know our proper place in your society because we're too busy making our own. Look at the trouble just a few of us caused. Imagine the impact of millions. Before, hatred grew from ignorance. Today, those prejudices arise from a tangible foundation. Mutants used to fight for survival, a right to exist. Now, our survival is a done deal. Now it's your turn. But it shouldn't have to be a struggle. As I said before, I fight for this world because it's my home. But it's your home too. Our claims shouldn't be mutually exclusive. We're all children of Mother Earth, and we're all human beings. I made no distinction when I joined the X-Men. And I'm not about to change.

Yukio, we made it! We're alive! Yukio?

Diamonds are incredibly hard, but not unbreakable. They can be cut, they can be carved and, if you find the proper stress point and apply sufficient force... they can be shattered. But that isn't why I'm here.

But while storms are pliable things... at heart, they are indomitable.

Both sides fear they're fighting for their survival. Many believe war between mutant and human isn't just inevitable, it's already begun. And yet... and yet... I also believe, with all my heart, this is the best of times. Because of our fellowship. Because of the dream that inspires us and which I pray will sustain us throughout dangerous days ahead. The world has no reason to trust us. And yet, they have. We have been offered the hardest job imaginable. To keep peace along the boundary between these two warring houses of humanity... until both sides learn that the only alternative to mutual annihilation is to learn to live together. We'll be hated, that's a given. We'll be called race-traitors, probably by both sides. We'll be targets. But someone has to stand up here now and be counted. Someone has to say, in clear and unmistakable terms, that Xavier's dream is still good. Someone has to stand for hope. There's a badge here for each of you. With great power comes great responsibility. Who will join me in shouldering it?

We're just as human, Ms. Tremaine. We X-Men carry these badges, and accept the responsibility that goes with them... to preserve the world and its future for us all!

That is where we are different, Nari. I would suffer far more if I knew I had left a friend behind!

We all want second chances. Being X-Men is kind'a how we earn them. Part of that -- the big part -- means accepting responsibility for what we've done.

The winds follow me. My fear creates thunder. My tears bring rain. I do not understand. Am I blessed by the gods? Or cursed by the devil?

Life as I knew it died. My home. That space. Became my coffin. Could not move. Could not breath. I faded in and out of this world. Not knowing if death befriended me. Trapped. No way to escape. Dying one scream at a time. Six years old. Buried alive. I screamed. Oh, how I screamed. That fear of being closed in will haunt me eternally. Claustrophobia. My bête noire.

I did not go to him. He scared me. I looked at him and my body felt... strange. It had never felt that way with any other boy. All the girls, with a glance, offered him paradise. I've never bowed before anyone. I would only bow before my husband. As he would bow before me. Out of mutual respect, not subservience.

I focused. Prayed. Asked the gods to no let desire embarrass me. Asked the winds to remain calm, befriend me, despite the storm that raged inside my body.

Here, the wisdom of ages was kept alive in song by people like this woman -- someone whom I never dared hope to meet... my grandmother.

Ha! Are you giving me orders? You are not prince of Ororo, you are not king of Munroe. You might push people around in your precious little Wakanda...

This gift... These powers... If they can harness my gift... then I can control them... Control your gift... or die... Control it, Ororo. It comes from inside you. I stopped asking the winds... Stopped asking and demanded the winds to obey... And the winds... obeyed.

Tell your masters that this mutant is under the protection of the X-Men... and if that's not good enough, then he's under my protection. Either as a temporary member of the Fantastic Four... or as the Queen of Wakanda... or perhaps the Office of National Emergency would prefer a diplomatic incident?

Reverend, when this is over, you will rule this land with wisdom and love. But right now...it's clobberin' time.

I've been a thief, a goddess, and X-Man, and a queen. And yet, I somehow, I always end up in a sewer under New York City.

The Shadow King knows. He can see right into my heart. Because while I may risk killing Cyclops, I would rather kill myself than harm T'Challa. And that is why I have already lost.

If you would truly be a queen-- if you would truly be a leader-- ... then lead, Emma Frost.

I have beaten the man I love, your king, half to death. And now we are going to break into his palace.

I am a woman, a mutant, a thief, an X-Men, a lover, a wife, a queen. I am all these things. I am Storm, and for me, there are no such things as limits.

But as far as this confrontation is concerned between the X-Men and the Hulk... In terms of how our youngsters behaved and how it ended... I actually believe in all the ways that truly matter... Logan won.

T'Challa's condition makes me Queen of Wakanda, not the next Black Panther candidate by default. I will do everything in my power to assure that Wakanda is protected, but my place is by my husband's side. To find the new Black Panther, we need not leave this room. It is up to the Panther God to make the final choice, but it is my belief that she stands among us. Someone who's been training her whole life for this moment.

When I joined the X-Men, I was a different woman. I swore never to take a life. But that changed. I made an exception. And exceptions became justifications. Taking a life became less horrifying. And today I crossed a line. I took another life. Not a monster or a vampire. An innocent. ... I'm worried now. Because I wonder, the next time I cross that line... Will it be too much to bear?

You're one of us now, Idie. And for all the good that comes from walking with our numbers... trouble is never very far away.

Agent Brand, I am royalty. For an insult like that, I can have your head cut off. Now please... lead the way.

Let's play a game... Raise your hand if you've never gone through a stage that others characterized as "mainly super villain". Your hand's up, Scott. Are you absolutely sure it should be?

It said we didn't understand. I wonder... could we ever have understood one another? Is there anything we shared? Or was it just too alien?

I am no longer welcome in your country, as I understand. But do not tell me you own the skies now as well?

I'm concerned about you, Elizabeth. You've changed since X-Force. I don't want you to fall back into... destructive habits.

I doubt the others would notice, but even your voice is different-- It's so raw. Like you're always shivering.

When I was just a girl, I called myself goddess... and I lived in the sky. Sometimes I wonder why I ever left. I'm a mutant with the power to control the weather. Here's where I belong... every nerve connected with the wind, the clouds, the vapor.

We cannot halt the march of time. Our home may never be the place we dream of. The past is a burden we may never set down. And though each day adds a new stone to that pile -- perhaps that means we carry all we need... to build the road ahead.

It is not just his story. It is ours -- it is your own.

Remember that little conversation we had, Quentin? Remember what I told you right before you left the school for the Hellfire Club? Payback's a bitch. Well, here's your payback......bitch.

If we don't act, everything and everyone we've ever cared for dies. It's time. To me, my X-Men... the war for survival has begun!

Professor Xavier dreamed of a world where mutants and humans could live in harmony... where we no longer needed to be afraid. I have tried for so long to keep that dream alive. We all have. That is what the X-Men were. But now, finally, I am starting to see that we failed. The dream is dead. Did it die with Scott, or was that merely the final blow? It doesn't matter now. What matters is that we are still here. We are still alive. I try to appear unshakable. I try to show that there is nothing to fear and the X-Men will endure, like we always have. I keep telling myself that we have to keep fighting. We have to keep trying. I just -- I wish there was some sign. Some sign that I'm doing the right thing. Some sign that we will be all right. But what I get is not a sign of hope. It is a warning. The ground beneath X-Haven begins to shake and I am scared. I am scared that there is no longer a light to guide us out of the darkness. I am scared that I haven't saved us by bringing us here, but rather, I've led us to the brink. I'm scared that this is really the end.

To me, my X-Men! Hold the line! Not one mutant dies here today... not one!

Mutantkind will always find a way to endure. We are survivors! That is our nature.

Ramrod and Ruckus were each sentenced to thirteen years in prison. Not death.

Everyone, listen! We must be careful here! Remember, just because we need to do this doesn't mean we need to hurt any innocents! The Inhuman Royal Family is our target--not the New Attilan civilians. They must remain unharmed-- and if you can, assure them that this is only temporary.

In the wake of our conflict with the Inhumans, I've asked them to return so we can determine the future of the X-Men. Indeed, if we have a future at all.

The real question, the one that haunts you and your country now, is do such beings even exist?

Their struggle should have become mine. I should have been better.

If Jean is crying out for help then we go help her. Before the Phoenix can stop us.

You see this land? It's where I was called "Goddess." Now I'll earn the name.

I think we should go see Chief Ìkọkọ, T'Challa's scientist friend from one of the Mute Zones.

You boys look like you could use some assistance.

It cannot be denied that this is a grave offense. T'Challa is king. To violate the king is to violate his country. But there is something more. This "Empire" has taken the Wakandan name and turned it into a byword for conquest. Is this not enough cause for the battle to be joined?

The war is not over. You will go back out there, won't you?

How often have uninvited visitors from space been friendly?

What I know now is that empires built on slavery are very good at concealing this fact.

Can we quit arguing semantics? The humans are after us. So we need to fight back.

The true measure of life is in the living. It isn't a series of do-overs and restarts... It's fighting for what you have, what you believe in... It's fighting for who you are. I am a mutant. I am a goddess. And I want to live.

I have been a protector longer than I have been a wife. I know the sacrifices that must be made. I know who I am.

I have been dancing with you my entire life... first as a girl living on the streets, and later as leader of the X-Men... a role that taught me to sway death. So I neither fear nor desire you, but I know you... and this is as close as I will allow you.

The promise of Krakoa... was that it was for all mutants. The living. The dead... and the in-between. She asked what I would do to get to become whole... I would do anything. What the Scarlet Witch began... I have finished... and the Five will fix.

Please remember. Whatever you need... we are with you.

You have all heard it whispered. It is Wind-Rider. It is she-who-swam-with-Acanti. It is Hadari Yao. I am Storm -- Regent of Mars -- and I am the voice of Sol!

"Your people made a super-metal. How cute." Well who's cute now?

I know how Arakko thinks. What they expect. Across the plains, the thunder is a song. I am exhilarated. Dangerously so. The air smells electric and alive, the clouds have taken shape. I will not break for Arakko, I tell myself. Not yet. But I know storms. And when they do break... is when they show their true face.

I appreciate Oracle calling this meeting. It's good to know these things early. But there was never a debate to be had over this, Orbis Stellaris. Mutantkind does not need your permission to live -- or to thrive. Understand that...and perhaps our miracles will surprise you less.

Every life needs new experiences. Tell us us yours.

We are the X-Treme X-Men, Logan. We do not let our friends fight alone.

I'd like to think that a measure of concern lay at the root of Max's request, Charles. He was your friend. But after today? I am not.' Don't take the gate to Arakko again.

Grow up, Kitty. It is my right to dress and look however I please.
Just as we protect the rights of all mutants, no matter how they present themselves.

Orchis. Jean dead. Charles compromised, the Krakoan dream in ruins... and, at the same time, the Great Ring splits...

Dr. Adam Brashear? I have a long journey to make -- through parts unknown. And you've been my travel agent before.

A hard truth is there are simply times when you cannot save everyone. But that does not mean you do not try. Even if it means your blood on the ground, even if it means your spirit leaving your body. You try. That is all you can do. That is all the Avengers can do. That is all any of us can do.

Vulnerability, Power, Determination. All three at once, all the time. To hold these things in balance -- that’s what it is to be a hero. To hold these things together -- that’s what it is to be an Avenger.

You act on a false assumption, Night Thrasher. Daredevil makes her own rules.

Something has taken possession of my body, Eden. It makes me watch through my own eyes as it uses my body to commit atrocities. Attempts to resist it will hurt like my flesh has been set ablaze and my bones filled with needles. But now it's worse. Hours from my day go unaccounted for. Sometimes, I'm missing for days. Is my mind fracturing because of the weight of this parasitic entity? Or is its grip over so strong now that it controls my body wholly whenever it so wishes? The last time I felt like this... like someone else deemed my body their possession against my will... when I was but a child--alone with a man... I killed that man, Eden. That was the first life I ever took. It does not matter to me what this entity is or how powerful it is...I will kill it too.

If I had accepted help from all those who offered, none of this would have happened. I was just so angry. I didn't want help from anyone who could stop me from taking my revenge the way I wanted to. But the universe is cruel. It was others who paid for my errors. So I am sorry for the pain my actions have caused you. I am sorry for the irrevocable consequences my deeds have had on our loved ones.

I understand the unfair, painful weights you must have been forced to shoulder. I understand that we take different paths in the face of unforgivable injustice. But if you attempt to break my planet--hurt my people--in your vengeful quest, an immortal shall meet its swift end.

I am a man without a name. It was psychically amputated in the prisons to guard against the Vile Omnipaths. I had no weapon, so I found them with nothing. I was the Omega of having nothing. There's no limit to the nothing I had.

But while storms are pliable things... at heart, they are indomitable.

He said that Philadelphia is an old city, alive with spirits and history.

Brothers and sisters of Krakoa! A great thing has happened today. A miracle made possible by mutant hands...The great work of the Five. Love them...for they have righted the wrongs of man and defeated our great enemy death.