Quotes About Bravery

A person who is headstrong enough to open their eyes and their heart to the full depth and weight of the world is inviting in everything out there - both evil and good, both dark and light, and the sheer bravery of that openness enables them to gain profound insight into the human condition. It also fucks them up. It may even make them more prone to stick their head in an oven than to engage in self-promotional chitchat on Jay Leno.

Never mind being afraid of eleven right now.

I know not what others may choose but, as for me, give me liberty or give me death.

We are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of Nature has placed in our power…. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.

Give me liberty or give me death." [From a speech given at Saint John's Church in Richmond, Virginia on March 23, 1775 to the Virginia House of Burgesses; as first published in print in 1817 in William Wirt's Life and Character of Patrick Henry .]

The battle, Sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, Sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable; and let it come! I repeat, Sir, let it come!

I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

Fear is the passion of slaves.

Cho tôi t? do hay ?? tôi ch?t.

but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

If you speak the truth, the monster whispered in his ear, you will be able to face whatever comes.

Know yourself and go in swinging.

Who cares even if I didn't?!" Conor shouted back. "They're just stupid berries. Woo-hoo, so scary . Oh, please, please, save me from the berries !" The monster looked at him quizzically. How strange , it said. The words you say tell me you are scared of the berries, but your actions seems to suggest otherwise.

You must speak the truth and you must speak it now , Conor O'Malley. Say it. You must. Conor shook his head again, his mouth clamped shut tight, but he could feel a burning in his chest, like a fire someone had lit there, a miniature sun, blazing away and burning him from the inside. "It'll kill me if I do," he gasped. It will kill you if you do not, the monster said. You must say it.

you can eff off, too," I say, except I don't say eff, I say what 'eff' stands for.

That it's making a dare to the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?

You know that is not true, the monster said. You know that your truth, the one that you hide, Conor O'Malley, is the thing you are most afraid of.

go in swinging

Yer a dead man!" Davy shouts, going in a full circle with the horse jumping and rearing. "Yer half right," I say.

They're just stupid berries. Woo-hoo, so scary . Oh, please, please, save me from the berries!

Raising his eyes to look directly into Linus's face was maybe the scariest thing he'd had to do all day long, but it was only the free-falling terror that always accompanied hope.

Hope is terrifying, Viola," he said. "No one wants to admit it, but it is.

If you hear what I say and still wish yourself there, wish yourself a hero, wish yourself a hunter, then either I have failed in my telling or you are a fool.

So what do I do?" he finally asked. You do what you did just know, the monster said. You speak the truth. "That's it?" You think it's easy? The monster raised two enormous eyebrows. You were willing to die rather than speak it.