All of Cayde's Written Quotes From Items

Few NPCs in Destiny are as beloved as Cayde-6. Below are all of Cayde’s Quotes that are contained in the API. Enjoy!

Few NPCs in Destiny are as beloved as Cayde-6. Below are all of Cayde’s Quotes that are contained in the API from Destiny 1.


A Defender’s Light has suppressive qualities other Guardians just can’t muster. Ask one along if you’re goin’ out for a delve. Never know what you’ll meet in the ill-traveled crags of the universe.
A Gunslinger likes to spend a lot of bullets, and she wants to herd them all into the same place…get the job done right quick. Pulse rifles make good partners for that kind of shootin’.
A Hunter back from a quest? Now that’s the best storyteller in the galaxy.
A knife, thrown just right, can accomplish wonderful things.
A Nightstalker’s bow might not kill with the first shot, but considering what follows, it doesn’t have to.
A straight-up fight. That’s Clash for you. No territories to hold, no Rifts to ignite, just your buddies and your aim getting out of tight spots. I prefer it.
A Striker’s grenade is lightnin’ in his pocket. Tremendous against the likes of the Fallen, pain in the neck during a Crucible match.
Ain’t nothing like a hot streak.
Always know where everybody’s at. When you don’t know where everybody’s at, bad things happen.
Another Hunter finds the way back. The Fallen already regret making your acquaintance. When you have a moment, find me in the Hall of Guardians.
Be careful out there, you hear? I’m not saying I’ve lost contact with scouts on the Dreadnaught. But I’m not not saying it either, if you follow my meaning.
Cayde will wink at your mischief and look the other way.
Darn kids kept stealing my cloak, hiding in it, and pretending they couldn’t see me.
Dead Orbit’s core philosophy never sat with me, not at all. Still, there are days when we need to work with’em. Today’s one.
Doesn’t take much to keep up the spirits, if you know what to say and have a present in your back pocket.
Don’t just aim to win. Aim to kick their teeth in.
Don’t take any skill to fire a weapon. Now, a Gunslinger…that’s an artist. They aren’t killin’ things, they’re painting with Light.
Few things more dangerous than a Titan hurtlin’ at full speed.
First kill’s a metaphor for winning the whole thing.
Folks used to get awful angry at me for helpin’. Everyone’s got an ego in the Crucible, I guess. Or could be I was really good at helpin’.
Forget what Shaxx says. Hunters absolutely have a monopoly on precision shootin’. Can’t convince me otherwise. Unless you…I don’t know, finish this bounty.
Forget winning. Shoot for the stars, Guardian. Or just shoot. A lot. The winning will come.
Guns from the Vanguard arsenal are great. They never jam, they aim real steady. But a Guardian’s Light leaves a mark like nothin’ else.
Hand Cannons and rifles. If you can’t get it done with those, you’re not ready for the dramatic stuff.
Hefty rounds really do hit harder. Even the ones that don’t outright explode.
Help my name is Cayde and I’m stuck writing fortunes in the Tower. 
Hey, so I was lookin’ for you, but you were out on the Strike. Wanted to know if you could make a Crucible bet for me. Under the table, of course. I think Shaxx was on to me. Followed me around the whole time you were out there.
Hey, you made it back from a Nightfall! Good! Listen, Shaxx is after me. No, not literally…whole Tower would’ve heard the gunfire. He banned one of my bookies from the Crucible. So I, uh, made a bet in your name. Don’t worry! Shaxx is none the wiser, and I made it up to you. Just talk to Ikora.
Hive Wizards are nasty to begin with. Once the blight gets to them, well…A flying, wailing ball of Darkness that secretes snarling, clawed death. Have fun!
I always target Taken Psions first. That way I use one bullet instead of 20.
I don’t even care if it’s a true story. S’long as it’s good, I’m a happy Hunter.
I guess there’s one good thing about me being stuck on the Vanguard. You get to have me for a mentor. Yeah, you’re welcome.
I mean, there are always exceptions, but Void Light shreds Vex shields.
I need you to take this seriously, y’hear? Cause then I don’t have to.
I thought Shaxx would be irked by Brother Vance in the Reef opening up that tournament of his. But to my surprise, not a single word of displeasure from Shaxx. If anythin’, he seemed pleased. Even set up those Elimination matches for Guardians to practice.
I tried standing under a falling Warsat once. Good thing I have a Ghost.
If Bladedancers seem a little unfair it’s because they are. No room for honor in a fight.
If you’re not aimin’ at the soft parts, you’re makin’ it a lot harder on yourself. And on them..
If you’re wondering why Petra wasn’t on the Queen’s flagship…well. I always figured Her Majesty knew more than she was letting on.
I’m all for the path of least resistance. Take Zone B first and everything else falls into place.
I’m depending on you, Guardian. Wouldn’t want me to get bored, would you?
In the Crucible, the Ward of Dawn is a nullifier for the Golden Gun. And the other way ’round, if you shoot it right.
It’s already being handled. – (In an emergency session of the City Consensus)
It’s been a pain in the rump keeping Ikora, Zavala, and Eris in the dark. But I think it’s worth it. That Guardian found the stealth drive just where I thought it would be, even took out some kind of powerful Taken construct. This plan’s going even better than I expected! What could go wrong?
It’s simple: don’t let them touch the probe. Ever.
Just come back with a good story, y’hear?
Keep your friends by your side and your weapons loaded.
Look at you. So young, so innocent. You make a mistake, what’s the worst that could happen? You die? No problem! Ah…enjoy this, Guardian.
Maybe I’m wrong, maybe there’s a Golden Age firearm out there that solves every problem you point it at. But far as I’m concerned, there’s no such thing as a perfect gun. No one knows it better than Banshee. It haunts his every livin’ moment.
Me, I always go for something sleek and designer. But when you’re starting out just aim for armor that will keep you as living as possible.
Nightstalkers have many friends. It’s the bow. Everyone loves the bow.
No law sayin’ others can’t use ’em, but a cannon is a Hunter’s weapon. It speaks straight, speaks loud, with precision, with intent. Just like us.
No law sayin’ others can’t use ’em, but a cannon is a Hunter’s weapon. It speaks straight, speaks loud, with precision, with intent. Just like us.
No one to trust in a free-for-all. Trust yourself.
No one’s got your back in a Rumble. It’s just you and your weapon. Word of advice: get familiar with precision shots.
Nothing creepier than Vex eyes peering at you from the dark.
Now you know the truth. We’re at war out there. The folks in the Tower and down in the City don’t like to think about it. Stay focused. And don’t get dead.
Oryx’s power is broken. Let’s see if we can keep it that way.
Plenty of targets in a free-for-all. Think of it as your job getting easier. Sort of.
Remember: there are two of you. The Fireteam that shoots together stays together!
Sitting in this damned Tower, it’s easy to get complacent. Once you ain’t getting shot at, it’s hard to remember how dangerous the threats out there truly are. You, my friend, are why the City rests easy. Don’t forget that.
Skirmish is intense. Less people to hide behind, less distractions for your enemies. ‘Course you could say the same about yourself.
So I said to myself, I said: ‘Cayde, you need a Guardian brave and crazy enough to set up a landing zone on the Dreadnaught.’ Guess who’s name was the first to mind?
So you know how to use one. But can you use it with style?
Someday I’m gonna get out of this place. Do another tour of the system, probably shoot some people. And now I have a pretty great story to tell as I go.
Sometimes the solution is as simple as a Golden Gun and a handful of bullets.
Sometimes, there’s no place to run, no place to hide, couple folks trying to kill you all at once. Think fast. It’s you or them.
Sure, it was cold. But I’m an Exo. We keep going.
Sure, it’s a gamble. If my old cache isn’t there, we’ll figure something else out. Just…uh. Just hope it’s there. Ain’t nobody feeling lucky today.
Survive. Sometimes, when you just survive, everything works out fine.
Taken are trouble…if they’ve got someone like Oryx calling the shots. On their own, they’re kinda stupid.
Taken have a lotta tricks, but don’t let the shiftin’ forms and fancy guns deter you. They drop just as easily when you put a bullet in their noggin. If they, you know, have one.
That gun’s a mess. A credit to you making it out of the Cosmo with that thing. Go requisition a new one. Banshee’s expecting you.
That the Defender’s Light gives ’em a shield is trouble enough. Throw in the hurt that same Light can dish out and it’s a damn impressive package. Just don’t tell Zavala I said so. His head wouldn’t fit his helmet anymore.
The beacons are, y’know, explosions.
The Crucible rewards Guardians who excel. Everyone’s got their specialty.
The Dreadnaught could be the most dangerous place in the universe right now. And that makes it the perfect place to hone your Light. Show ’em we can take their land as easily as they take ours. ‘Bout time we pushed back anyhow.
The Hive didn’t get you. Or the Fallen. Good work, but don’t get cocky. The system’s a scary place. Still a lot of stuff out there bumping around in the dark.
The most important thing about being a Hunter isn’t the aim, or the armor, or the achievements. It’s the style. You remember that.
The novice Nightstalker faces the challenge of keeping grenades and smoke bombs straight during a pitched battle. Mistaking one for the other would be really bad.
The secret to success? Never stop shootin’. Mostly.
The Tower only sanctions a handful of gear for Lord Shaxx to give away in a day. He gives it gladly, but he makes Guardians work for it.
The Vanguard held a closed-door session while you were in transit. I’m going to read the notes later so I can relive all the ‘Cayde snickers’ and ‘Eris glowers’ notations.
The Warlocks were overjoyed the first time they figured out how to detonate the Rift they created. It was a brief joy, preceded by an explosion, followed by revives all around.
There are some high priority targets on the Vanguard’s list. Cross ’em out.
There’s a lot of skill on display in the Crucible. Don’t let that deter you. Fightin’ our own is supposed to hurt. A Guardian’s worst enemy is always gonna be another Guardian.
There’s no hierarchy among the Vex – just specific functions. The ones you’re after serve the purpose of being tough and mean.
There’s nothing about the Taken I like. Cabal, good tactics. Hive, great architecture. Fallen are fantastic joke-tellers and Vex can make decent hat racks. The Taken? All they do is spread the blight and try to kill you.
They say Hand Cannons have long been used for personal defense, even before the days of the City. Nothin’ defensive about’em. When a Cannon speaks, people listen.
They say Hand Cannons have long been used for personal defense, even before the days of the City. Nothin’ defensive about’em. When a Cannon speaks, people listen.
They say the line of uglies comin’ out of Oryx’s gate network never ends. I’d like to test that.
They’ll see the Arc before they see the Bladedancer. And by then it’ll be too late.
Titans with Solar Light, huh? Be careful with that, will ya? The Tower was a fire hazard enough with the Sunsingers and the Gunslingers traipsin’ through here.
Tower’s got guns. A lotta guns. But we can’t go givin’ ’em to every Guardian freshly picked by their Ghost. Before we can hand it over, you gotta prove you can bring this hardware back from the deepest dark.
Well color me impressed—with myself. What, you think you could have gotten this far without my help? No way! So, you’re welcome. Now get back out there! And Guardian—don’t forget to have fun with it.
We’re having trouble getting a bead on where the Taken come from. My solution, and I think it’s a good one, is for you to go shoot them all until they stop showing up.
What’s the point of winnin’ if you don’t do it with some panache?
When it’s Guardians shootin’ each other, it can be tough to stay standin’. But heavy ammo helps.
When the going gets tough, two guns are always better than one.
Who am I to offer advice to a legend? You’re the sharp blade, the fast draw, the dark arrow. We’re lucky to have you out there.
Yeah, I’ve been to the treasure room. I think it’s about time the Awoken took some of that loot and paid for an elevator.
You don’t stop a Striker’s fist. You just make sure you’re somewhere else by the time it lands.
You ever think about how far some of those critters have come to kill us? Cabal Centurions sometimes spend time in cryo to deploy to the Mars or Phobos garrisons. That’s dedication. Too bad they’re all going to end up the same way: disappointed. And, you know, dead.
You know who Omnigul serves, Guardian. And she’s back. We need you to make another trip to Old Russia.
You treat it right, maintain it, spend the Glimmer where it needs, and that rifle will get at all kinds of soft parts. Exposed Phalanx arms, Vex juiceboxes – and in the Crucible, Guardian helmets.
You want to know fear? Face down a Bladedancer, all sharp edges and crackling death. Then you’ll know fear.
You’re really getting the hang of this Hunter thing, aren’t you? You’ve got the ability to construct a gun out of Light–you just have to realize it. I’m sure Cayde has some words of wisdom to share. – (Ghost)


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