Quotes: Casca

Quotes

"In the name of pity, let me die! What I did to you those long years ago in Jerusalem was nothing to what you have done to me. I have been punished a thousand times over. You are the one without pity or compassion. The love your followers preach is a lie. You are far more cruel than me or any man. You have died, let me do the same!"- Casca after the battle at Ctesiphon, having lived for over 200 years by this point.

"Soldier, you are content with what you are. Then that you shall remain until we meet again. As I go now to my Father , you must one day come to me." - Jesus's curse to Casca from Book 1

"Now listen to me, lard guts," he said in German. "I have had just about enought of your mouth and this river. Take your large, overstuffed carcass away and leave me in peace, or I'll ruin your love life by braiding your legs. Verstand, sheiss kopf?"

"No!" he screamed through muffled lips, "No!" The terror of being buried alive washed over him. The same desperate fear he had felt as a slave in the mines of Greece returned, to be buried alive, unable to die. - From The Warlord

Heinrich Himmler, Reichfuhrer SS, spoke to his geust. "Welcome, Longinus, welcome to the Brother of the Lamb. It has been a long time since you were our guest. But as you see, we survived as you do, and wither thou goest , so go we."- Heinrich Himmler to Casca from " The Panzer Soldier "

..."You will tell the future of me?" With a smooth upward sweep of his hand, Casca slapped the Fuhrer's jaw shut, splintering the glass vial and sending the poison into Hitler's mouth. As the Fuhrer trembled in his death, Casca spoke for the first time: "No". -Exchange between Hitler and Casca, Berlin 1945, from Panzer Soldier.

One guard said to the other, "Isn't this the cell where Ragnar put the Roman?"
"Aye, but that was two or more years ago, and as you well know he was to starve. there has been no one permitted in the area since then. It must be something else. Maybe a bird flew in through the air hole." They started to move off again.
Panic seized his mind, "No, they can't." Casca gave a low grunt, the kind a rooting hog might make. The sounds of movement stopped again.
One spoke to the other. "That was damned sure no bird. We'd better check it out."
The other hesitated. "I don't know. Ragnar said that the cell wasn't to be opened."
His friend laughed. "What are you worried about? There is nothing in there but the bones of a man long dead."

"Bretheren, I leave you the Spear of Longinus for your care. Let nations die before you lose it . Remember and obey. Follow the Roman and damned be his name for all eternity. Glory to those that give him pain in life."- Spoken by an Elder of the Brotherhood of the Lamb

A group of several Huns broke out of the trees, running in a panic. They didn't see Casca and his men until they were already face to face. In the lead was one of Atilla's Gepidae leaders. Lauderrieks. Casca met him head on with a steady hand. He hurled his short throwing spear strait into the Gepid chieftan's chest. The blow punched a hole in the breastplate of the embossed iron, knocking him from his saddle to lie dead on the ground, mouth open, eyes staring at nothing. Casca's horse trampled his face as they advanced against the rest of the escaping Huns.

Once more, they all took their individual positions for the march and snaked their way through the cypresslike trees. All day they marched, waging war with the uncountable swarms or insects. Mosquitos and jungle ticks were doing their best to devour them. Phang and his men doused themselves liberally with the repellent from their survival kits. Casey gave his repellent to Yu Li, since her eyes were asking why the insects refused to bite him. The act of their avoiding him puzzled her greatly but only reminded Casca- or Casey. Sometimes he forgot about the time he'd been tied to the tidal stakes at the Helsfjord in northern Scandinavia. He grinned now, remembering how the crabs had slithered sideways, nipping at his legs and just as quickly moving off, refusing to taste further. Even the fish and a crusing shark drawn by the blood caused by the crab bites had refused to make a meal of him. Flesh and blood cursed by the Jew, Jesus, at Golgotha was evidently not worth feeding on. And so it was with the mosquitoes and ticks here today.

"You know," he said amiably, "in the old days, it wasn't uncommon to crucify a person head down. That was done when we had a lot to do and didn't have enough crosses to go around. That way most of them died in just an hour or so."

The months passed into years. Casca didn't know that during his confinement Columbus had gone to the New World and returned. After this, it didn't take the Spainiards long to begin establishing colonies in the New World, seeking fresh lands to exploit. All this took place in only a few short years after Columbus's return.