From Snow White and the Huntsman
Death favors no man. We must ride like thundering waves under the tattered battle flag of my father.
You must rest.
We have rested long enough. Frost to fire and fire to frost. Iron will melt. But it will writhe inside of itself! All these years, all I've known is darkness. But I have never seen a brighter light than when my eyes just opened. And I know that light burns in all of you...