Quotes About Bravery

I've been afraid so many times that I am no longer scared to be afraid again. What can't be cured must be endured.

I opened the small blade of my knife and handed it to Peewee, "With your shield or on it, soldier." "You take it." "I won't need it. 'Two-Fisted Death,' they call me around dark alleys." This was propaganda, but why worry her? Sans peur et sans reproche—maiden-rescuing done cheaply, special rates for parties.

danger is no novelty.

I knew the deeper meaning of "better death than dishonor"—I knew now why Roman matrons said, "With your shield or on it.

Having a spine is overrated. If everybody squealed and ran away, there'd be no more wars.

Encounters with death and danger are only adventures to the survivors.

All of which is robotic, until one learns how to reprogram and reimprint one's own brain circuits. In most cases, such metaprogramming skill is never acquired. It all goes by in a flash, on mechanical auto-pilot, in zero time. "I just found myself doing it," says the soldier as he is being court-martialed for cowardice or decorated for bravery.

Did something unique happen physically, or was it "only" psychological? As long as the experience was truly overwhelming for the participants, what purpose can such a question serve? (After all, happiness, bravery, zest and all the other desirable qualities can also be explained away as "only" psychological.)

I've got a tombstone disposition and a graveyard mind I'm a bad motherfucker and I don't mind dyin

To kill a man you need three things: the gun and the balls?" "We can get the gun okay

Being tough means looking straight at something ugly, and saying, That's ugly; I'll have to find a way to deal with it. And doing so.

He who would be a man must be a nonconformist.

A week ago, Norman would never have dared. But this wasn't a week ago, it was now, and things were different. It was now, and he had to face the truth.

I was ever a fighter, so---one fight more, The best and the last! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes and forbore, and bade me creep past.

There they stood, ranged along the hillsides, met To view the last of me, a living frame For one more picture! In a sheet of flame I saw them and I knew them all. And yet Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set, And blew. 'Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came.

They were about to go to war with Uncle Sam. And it broke their hearts.

It doesn't matter if, like the Doolittle Raiders, the time comes when the Mistys can be counted on one hand. When only one Misty is left, that man will have his own reunion, and he will hoist a glass to his brothers who flew up north and who were in the shit on every mission. He will drink to those who never came back.

When America goes to war, finding troops with brave hearts is not a problem. The problem is finding the right men to lead them.

Do I dare disturb the universe? Yes I do, I do. I think.

Pluck my heart From my flesh And eat it.....

Nothing glamorous like the write-ups in the papers or the newsreels. We weren't heroes. We were only there... Closing his eyes, he then slumps against the wall, as if the words he has spoken has used up all his energy.

I'm a big brown mouse, I go marching through the house, and I'm not afraid of anything! I

There is great audacity in the willingness to change, more than a little optimism, and a serious dose of courage. It

I asked Pike, "Are you afraid?" He shook his head. "Would you be afraid at midnight if we were alone?" He walked a moment. "I have the capacity for great violence.