Quotes About Courage

At our noblest we announce to the darkness that we will not be diminished by the brevity of our lives.

Whoo, he said when he saw them. I'm drunkern shit. They sat their horses and looked down at him. Can you ride or not? said Rawlins. Does a bear shit in the woods? Hell yes I can ride. I was ridin when I fell off.

los sueños correctos para un hombre en peligro eran sueños de peligro y que lo demás era sólo la llamada de la languidez y de la muerte.

But nothing is crueler than a coward, and the slaughter to come is probably beyond our imagining.

What's the bravest thing you ever did? Getting up this morning, he said.

We'll just take it one step at a time. Okay. Don't let go. Okay. No matter what. No matter what.

Dont let go. Okay. No matter what. No matter what.

I will do what I promised, he whispered. No matter what. I will not send you into the darkness alone.

You have to carry the fire.

Black boots, said Rawlins. Aint that the shits? I always wanted to be a badman.

I'm fixin to go do somethin dumbern hell but I'm goin anyways. If I dont come back tell Mother I love her. Your mother's dead Llewelyn. Well I'll tell her myself then.

I knew that courage came with less struggle for some than for others but I believed that anyone who desired it could have it.

Dont be afraid for me, she had written. When has death ever harmed anyone?

He said the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.

Only that man who has offered up himself entire to the blood of war, who has been to the floor of the pit and seen horror in the round and learned at least that it speaks to his inmost heart, only that man can dance.

Are you real brave? Just medium. What's the bravest thing you ever did? He spat into the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.

Are you okay? he said. The boy nodded. Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.

Imperilment is bottomless. As long as you are breathing you can always be more scared.

Only that man who has offered up himself entire to the blood of war, who has been to the floor of the pit and seen the horror in the round and learned at last that it speaks to his inmost heart, only that man can dance.

the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.

That hurt, didn't it? The boy said. - Yes. It did. - Are you real brave? - Just medium. - What's the bravest thing you ever did? - He spat into the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said. - Really? - No. Don't listen to me. Come on, let's go.

Glanton was first to reach the dying man and he knelt with that alien and barbarous head cradled between his thighs like some reeking outland nurse and dared off the savages with his revolver. They circled on the plain and shook their bows and lofted a few arrows at him and then turned and rode on. Blood bubbled from the man's chest and he turned his lost eyes upward, already glazed, the capillaries breaking up. In those dark pools there sat each a small and perfect sun.

That all courage was a form of constancy. That it was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily.

The enemy of your undertaking is despair.