Quotes About Victory

A battle, shield wall to shield wall. Linden wood to linden wood. She imagined meeting a man the size of Forthere, huge with battle rage, stinking with it; dogs dripping and snarling at her legs, her arms. Sharp swords cleaving down, splintering shields, crushing skulls, slicing off faces. Men sworn to follow their lord or die. Victory or death, no middle ground.

Under the ferocity Fursey heard the howling loneliness. But ferocity was winning.

Two risks, not one. But it was done.

Peretur laughed. Risk. Her whole life was risk. And now, today, with Nimuë at her side-and keeping food down-Peretur feelt she could slay a dragon.

It was like the village all over again; she had won, but still must leave. She could not bear it.

To be right is just one more reason not to achieve any success.

A reactionary is anyone who is not prepared to buy his victory at any price.

The surest ways of winning are more disastrous than any defeat.

Someone who has been defeated should not console himself with the possible retaliations of history, but with the patent excellence of his cause.

The historical importance of a man rarely corresponds to his intimate nature. History is full of victorious morons.

Der Geschichte ist nicht der Ort, wo die Antagonismen sich auflösen, sondern wo sei vergessen werden. Dir irdischen Siege sind nicht optimistische dialektische Synthesen, sondern tragisches empirisches Verschwinden eines der Elemente des vorhergehenden Antagonismus.

this famous battle Rothschild had an agent who, as soon as victory was certain, set off for London and informed Rothschild. Rothschild started buying every British government share he could before anyone else heard the news. When they did, of course, the shares rocketed and Rothschild sold at a huge profit.

I never knew I'd be in a musical, let alone win an award for one.

Fifty-two German tanks were completely destroyed, while the British lost none at all and only one squadron was engaged in the fighting.

Fair Maiden Lilliard lies under this stane, Little was her stature but great was her fame; Upon the English loons she laid many thumps, And when her legs were cuttied off she fought upon her stumps.

And you will understand all too soon That you, my children of battle, are your heroes

The day she clips her way out of her cocoon, the only sound she plans to hear is a deafening cheer.

April 43rd 2000 Today is the day of great triumph. There is a king of Spain. He has been found at last. That king is me. I only discovered this today. Frankly, it all came to me in a flash.

the highest point a man can attain is not Knowledge, or Virtue, or Goodness, or Victory, but something even greater, more heroic and more despairing: Sacred Awe!

Your feet on your defeat.

Learn to live without self-concern. For this you must know your own true being as indomitable, fearless, ever victorious. Once you know with absolute certainty that nothing can trouble you, you come to disregard your desires and fears, concepts and ideas and live by truth alone.

We want relationships to last. We want families to stay together. We like it when the good guy wins. Fairy tales. I'm describing fairy tales.

nobody goes to war hoping for a tie.

Challenge is a dragon with a gift in its mouth…Tame the dragon and the gift is yours.