Quotes About Bravery

Now put your shields before your hearts and fight / With hearts more proof than shields. Advance, my fellows!

And gentlemen in England now-a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

Lay on, McDuff, and be damned he who first cries, 'Hold, enough!

I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots as a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife, 'Fie upon this quiet life! I want work.

O God of battles, steel my soldier's hearts. Possess them not with fear. Take from them now The sense of reckoning ere th' opposed numbers Pluck their hearts from them.

What man I dare, I dare. Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, the armed rhinoceros, or th' Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves shall never tremble.

O, that's a brave man! He writes brave verses, speaks brave words, swears brave oaths, and breaks them bravely

Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.

William Shakespeare

wert thou as far As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.

Let her hang me: he that is well hanged in this world needs to fear no colours.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Life is better life past fearing death, Than that which lives to fear.

Coward dogs most spend their mouths when what they seem to threaten runs far before them.

Go, prick thy face and over-red thy fear, Thou lily-livered boy.

Is it physical To walk unbraced and suck up the humors Of the dank morning? What, is Brutus sick, And will he steal out of his wholesome bed To dare the vile contagion of the night?

Zwounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me a coward, by the Lord, I'll stab thee.

That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Volscians in Corioles.

I have learn'd that fearful commenting Is leaden servitor to dull delay; Delay leads impotent and snail-pac'd beggary. Then fiery expedition be my wing, Jove's Mercury, and herald for a king! Go, muster men. My counsel is my shield. We must be brief when traitors brave the field.

O, what men dare do!

He that hath a will to die by himself fears it not from another.

In a false quarrel there is no true valor

For he today who sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.

William Shakespeare