Quotes About Honour

Honour, in the Republic, had never been a goal in itself, only a means to an infinite end. And what was true of her citizens, naturally, was also true of Rome herself. For the generation that had lived through the civil wars, this was the consolation history gave them. Out of calamity could come greatness. Out of dispossession could come the renewal of a civilised order.

Let a hard and just sentence be given and carried out, as the honour of the nation demands and its greatest traitor deserves'. Resolution of Czechoslovak resistance organizations, demanding severe punishment for Father Józef Tiso, November 1946

something worse than death awaited all who remained: loss of free will. To give up would have been to dishonour those who had perished fighting for the good of all the lands. In their deaths we found the spirit and courage to go on. It gave us new purpose.

Gentlemen, for all their talk of honour, really had the oddest morals.

It's an honor and privilege to be next to the great mysteries, and that's what I get to do every day. Why are we here? How beautiful the Earth is. Whatever it is, large and small. There's so much that's beautiful and moving and sad, to experience that and find shapes for it, to deeply enter that meditative space. There's nothing like it. Everything else seems so pale.

His grave a nation's heart shall be, His monument a people free!

Fold him in his country's stars. Roll the drum and fire the volley! What to him are all our wars, What but death bemocking folly?

This was not chivalrously done," said Brienne when they were close enough to see it clearly. "No true knight would condone such wanton butchery.

He was old enough to know that it was not truly him they shouted for—it was the harvest they cheered, it was Robb and his victories, it was his lord father and his grandfather and all the Starks going back eight thousand years.

The world is twisted beyond hope, when lowborn smugglers must vouch for the honour of kings.

Power and honour don't share the same bed,

O Sr. Gibson foi colocado na prisão por vários dias. O Sr. Watts, engenheiro-chefe do Taquari, foi feito Cavaleiro da Ordem do Mérito. Três anos depois, ele foi uma das vítimas dos inexplicáveis ataques de fúria de López.

The Nobel Prize is an honor unique in the world in having found its way into the hearts and minds of simple people everywhere. It casts a light of peace and reason upon us all and for that I am especially grateful.

In any case, the manifesto states that a Jew is without honour from the day of his birth. That he cannot differentiate between what is dirty and what is clean. That he is ethically subhuman and dishonourable. It is therefore impossible to insult a Jew and from this it follows that a Jew cannot demand satisfaction for any insult.

A good man never dies.

Her children arise up and call her blessed.

Hath not the potter power over the clay, of the same lump to make one vessel unto honour, and another unto dishonour?

A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in his own house.

The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo; No more on Life's parade shall meet The brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping-ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round The bivouac of the dead.

A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country.

There is only one way to shift your consciousness from painful conditional attachments to peaceful unconditional love. You must create new love expectations based on honour, respect & support. Honour what you feel by believing you can have what you want. Respect where you are in your life, understanding that when you are ready to move forward you will. Support yourself by refusing to accept less than you want. This is your foundation.

Tag Feeney, Eve ordered when she was behind the wheel. Have him run like crimes in and around London. It would be my honor, Mrs. Lieutenant Dallas Roarke. At Eve's burning look, Peabody only grinned. Sorry. I just had to do it once. I'm over it.

The irony is, she must have offspring all over the district who would be happy to share their homes with her. But it's not in their power to invite her. They are part of the furniture, part of the alarm system. They do us the honour of treating us like gods, and we respond by treating them like things.

Curious that a man as selfish as he should be offering himself to the service of dead dogs. There must be other, more productive ways of giving oneself to the world, or to an idea of the world... But there are other people to do these things - the animal welfare thing, the social rehabilitation thing, even the Byron thing. He saves the honour of corpses because there is no one else stupid enough to do it.