Quotes About Honour

Hurt me? he asked. How would you do that? By taking away everything I love? Everything I honour? You're too late, Hannah. Far too late. Fallon already did that. Claire's terrible feeling suddenly condensed into a heavy, sickening weight. He took Jesse, she said. Fallon took Jesse.

In a sort of ghastly simplicity, we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honour and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful. —C. S. LEWIS, The Abolition of Man

I hold Jonas Hector in high esteem, and he is a good player.

Recognoverunt proceres (p. 45)

Indeed, valour and honour alike required that we should own as enemies in war only such as prove worthy of being friends in peace.

I must therefore implore your indulgence for a pretty long and plain development of my views concerning that cause which the citizens of New York, and you particularly, gentlemen, honour with generous interest.

I come from a very common family background in a small village, and getting an opportunity from home state to represent the state for an important and sensitive work is an honour for me and my family.

We speak of virtue, honour, reason; but our thought does not translate any one of these concepts into a substance.

It has been a true honor to wear a Bloomberg badge, and this credential has been the passport to sit across from some of the greatest titans of industry, including Mike Bloomberg, the visionary behind this extraordinary company.

She was a woman in the age of chivalry, when women were supposed to be the objects of a kind of worship, every knight being sworn to succor and help them in need and trouble. And the "Chivalry of England shamefully used and destroyed her; the Chivalry of France deserted and sold her." [27]

I have to consider the honour of my house.' 'Honour?' Jaikie queried. 'Yes, honour,' said Ashie severely. 'Have you anything to say against it?' 'N-o-o. But it's an awkward word and apt to obscure reason.' 'It is a very real thing, which you English do not understand.' 'We understand it well enough, but we are shy of talking about it.

Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and virtue; for thou hast created all things, and by thy will they have their being and were created. – Revelation 4:11)

Set honour in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently.

The faults of a man loved or honoured sometimes steal secretly and imperceptibly upon the wise and virtuous, but by injudicious fondness or thoughtless vanity are adopted with design.

My stiffest earthly assignment is ended and my major life's work is done. My country is now free and I have been honoured to be its first indigenous head of state. What more could one desire in life?

The desire to win is born in most of us. The will to win is a matter of training. The manner of winning is a matter of honour.

All people have the common desire to be elevated in honour, but all people have something still more elevated in themselves without knowing it.

DIGNITY OF LABOR indicates that all types of jobs are respected equally.

For the sake of our interests, as well as of our honour and dignity, we were obliged to see that we won for our international policy the same independence that we had secured for our European policy.

Often, the people who speak loudest about republican values are the least when it comes to honouring them.

I grew up a daughter of a United States Marine, a daughter of a man so proud to be an American.

Like our no doubt ridiculous idea that beauty conforms to some standard or ideal; like our risible belief that we have the option to behave honourably and should take it; and like our idiotic idea that the final purpose of human existence is something more than the acquisition of wealth.

There was the honour and austerity of money as he walked through art galleries, as he saw around him the collections of oil paintings by dead men, lit so carefully that warmth seemed to emanate from within - and not because their art was loved or understood but because it could be sold and bought for handsome sums.

When Marie-Madeleine Fourcade died on July 20, 1989, at the age of seventy-nine, she became the first woman to be given a funeral at Les Invalides, a splendid complex of buildings in Paris that celebrates