#pride

Jennifer Merrick had stored all her tears inside her, and her pride and courage would never permit her to break down and shed them. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#cry #pride #stock #tears #courage

He has come to the most dreadful conclusion a literary man can come to, the conclusion that the ordinary view is the right one. It is only the last and wildest kind of courage that can stand on a tower before ten thousand people and tell them that twice two is four. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#truth #courage

Melodramas of moral courage provide satisfaction through the comforting fantasy that our own character would hold steady under the most extreme pressure of dreadful events. [But we must face] the painful awareness that in all likelyhood one's own character would not have stood firm. ↗

— Jonathan Shay

#pride #reality #war #courage

The only way I could endure being a coward was if I was the only one who knew it. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#courage #pride #courage

But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew — and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents — that there was all the difference in the world. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#battle #death #dumbledore #pride #death

Pride the first peer and president of hell. ↗

— Daniel Defoe

#hell #peer #president #pride

This very pride in keeping his word was that he was keeping it to miscreants. It was his last triumph over these lunatics to go down into their dark room and die for something that they could not even understand. The barrel-organ seemed to give the marching tune with the energy and the mingled noises of a whole orchestra; and he could hear deep and rolling, under all the trumpets of the pride of life, the drums of the pride of death. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#life #pride #death

Long, discursive, dry, and inane are the prayers in many pulpits. Without unction or heart, they fall like a killing frost on all the graces of worship. Death-dealing prayers they are. Every vestige of devotion has perished under their breath. The deader they are the longer they grow. ↗

— E.M. Bounds

#pride #death

Hair is gray and the firers are burning. So many dreams on the shelf. You say I wanted you to be proud of me. I always wanted that myself. ↗

— Tori Amos

#music #pop #pride #songs #tori

Mr. Darcy was in Pride and Prejudice and at first he was all snooty and huffy; then he fell in a lake and came out with his shirt all wet. And then we all loved him. In a swoony way. ↗

— Louise Rennison

#pride-and-prejudice #tallulah-casey #dreams