Quotes About Courage

Out there in the silent prairie with only the perpetual wind for music and he tells us to charge. Ain't there an old story about a windmill?

And a man who can make himself merry in the face of those coming disasters that assailed him, as disasters do so many, without grace or favour, is a true hero.

Terror is just the cousin of courage

You have to try to shore up the levee when the flood races down. Even with your bare hands.

The first cousin of an order is chaos. Terror is just the cousin of courage too.

Heroic things had been suggested to them, and though they were not heroes as you might read about in old Greek stories, their hearts, such as they were, answered.

A lucky man is a man you want fighting near you and he gives the needful sense that the world is a thing of mysteries and wonders. That it's bigger than you, bigger than all the shit and blood you seen, That God might be in it somehow looking out for you.

Reinhard Messner hatte einmal nach einer Nahtoderfahrung beim Abstieg vom Mount Everest gesagt, der Vorgang des Sterbens wäre das Leichteste. Schwer wäre es nur vorher. Solange man noch Hoffnung besaesse.Waere aber der feste Entschluss zum Sterben getroffen, ginge alles ganz leicht.

No, los errores no resultan mejores por hablar sobre ellos. Hay que actuar; por eso dejo este lugar, para prepararme.

Just as the battered wife stops the police from arresting the husband who beats her, Timmy's love for his mother and fear of losing her was much greater and stronger than his fear of further abuse

That's probably the most ridiculous sentence that a man like you could come out with. You always had a choice. You just weren't brave enough to pay the price for your decisions

En apariencia es una actitud muy heroica: rechazar cualquier tipo de consuelo pasando por alto que es precisamente en esta postura donde reside el consuelo más envenenado, temible y vicioso.

I think human society for tens of thousands of years has sent young men out in small groups to do things that are necessary but very dangerous. And they've always gotten killed doing it. And they've always turned it into a matter of honor and a way of gaining acceptance back into society if they survived.

The Army might screw you and your girlfriend might dump you and the enemy might kill you, but the shared commitment to safeguard one another's lives is unnegotiable and only deepens with time. The willingness to die for another person is a form of love that even religions fail to inspire, and the experience of it changes a person profoundly.

How do men act on a sinking ship? Do they hold each other? Do they pass around the whisky? Do they cry?

Combat isn't where you might die -- though that does happen -- it's where you find out whether you get to keep on living. Don't underestimate the power of that revelation. Don't underestimate the things young men will wager in order to play that game one more time.

How do you become an adult in a society that doesn't ask for sacrifice? How do you become a man in a world that doesn't require courage?

The cause doesn't have to be righteous and battle doesn't have to be winnable; but over and over again throughout history, men have chosen to die in battle with their friends rather than to flee on their own and survive.

When you walk the track and you see a corner and realise you were going round it at 160mph, you wonder who could be so stupid to take a corner at that speed. But in the car, you don't even think about that.

You have every right to a beautiful life.

Fuck it, I'll make my own quote.

Ty sådana fålar finna livet svårt, som inte tåla sporre eller piska. Vid varje smärta, som övergår dem, skena de åstad på vilda vägar mot gapande avgrunder. Så snart vägen är stenig och färden bekymmersam, veta de ingen annan råd än att välta lasset och fara åstad i galenskap.

Ja, vem var hon, att hon kunde våga påstå, att allt det här spektaklet med Karl-Artur, det var ingenting? Det var inte samvetskval, det var inte någon straffdom, det var just jämnt ingenting.

La trappola per topi è un regalo di Natale, da parte di un topo che sarebbe rimasto catturato nella trappola del mondo se non era stato elevato a capitano di cavalleria. E allora ebbe la forza di cavarsela.