The question is not when, but how, will I die?
It is better to die for the Emperor than to live for yourself.
The blood of martyrs is the seed of the Imperium.
Curse now the death in vain.
Life is a prison, death a release.
By the manner of our death are we judged.
The wise man learns from the deaths of others.
Death be thy compass.
Not even the dead know the end of war.
The dead watch over us and guide us.
Death is the servant of the righteous.
Glory in death is life Eternal.
Official! The graves of warriors who have given their lives for the Emperor now outnumber the stars themselves.
Even a man who has nothing can still offer his life.
Warriors of the Emperor seek no reward but death.
Fear not death, for the soul of the dutiful man never dies.
By the manner of their death we shall know them.
Life is the Emperor’s currency, spend it well.
No man died in His service that died in vain.
Dying for something is greater than living for nothing.
The dead cannot cry out for revenge; it is the duty of the living to do so for them.
What a pity it is that we can die but once to serve our Emperor!