Quotes About Courage

It is jealousy, I think, which makes us wish to prevent young people doing the things we had not the courage or the opportunity ourselves to accomplish once, and have not the power to do now.

But he was not a coward...not so much to the idea of pouring out human blood and life, but at the idea of waste of wearing out and eating up and shooting away material in any cause whatever.

It was not for an outrage that they grieved, but for simple grief: the only alternative to which was nothing, and between grief and nothing only the coward takes nothing.

There was something about his wolflike independence and even courage when the advantage was at least neutral which impressed strangers, as if they got from his latent ravening ferocity not so much a sense of dependability as a feeling that his ferocious conviction in the rightness of his own actions would be of advantage to all whose interest lay with his.

Amid the pointing and the horror the clean flame.

El hombre realiza, engendra más de lo que puede o de lo que debería soportar. Así es como descubre que puede soportarlo todo

because it takes an awful lot of character to quit anything when you are losing

He felt like an eagle: hard, sufficient, potent, remorseless, strong. But that passed, though he did not then know that, like the eagle, his own flesh as well as all space was still a cage.

You cannot swim for new horizons unless you have courage to lose sight of the shore.

We will establish a new land where man can assume that every individual man—not the mass of men but individual men—has inalienable right to individual dignity and freedom within a fabric of individual courage and honorable work and mutual responsibility.

Just like folks. Put off as long as she could having to be brave, knowing all the time that sooner or later she would have to be brave once so she could keep on calling herself a dog, and knowing beforehand what was going to happen when she done it.

Zaman zaman insan düÅŸünüyor. Bu dünyadaki üzüntüleri, tasalar?; ÅŸimÅŸek gibi herhangi bir yerden vurabileceklerini. San?r?m kiÅŸinin s???na?? ancak güçlü bir Tanr? inanc? olabilir, yaln?z kimi zaman Cora bunda fazla ileri gidiyor, hani baÅŸkalar?n? öte yana y???p da kendi herkesten daha yak?na sokulmak ister gibi.

Ay, sir," Alec said, who had long since found out that no man has courage but that any man may blunder blindly into valor as one stumbles into an open manhole in the street.

Now and then you meet a man that ain't ever been afraid, not even of himself." –William Faulkner

In truth, difficult as it was, pulling up stakes was in many ways easier than staying. It gave me an excellent excuse to postpone mundane but frightening decisions about where and how to live. I would disappear from the overdetermined, underwhelming world of disco-dulled, energy crisis America. I might even become another person- someone more to my liking- in the antipodes.

I had never surfed so loosely in waves that size. I felt immortal.

We will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam.

Each generation was a rehearsal of the one before, so that that family gradually formed the repetitive pattern of a Greek fret, interrupted only once in two centuries by a nine-year-old boy who had taken a look at his prospects, tied a string around his neck with a brick to the other end, and jumped from a footbridge into two feet of water. Courage aside, he had that family's tenacity of purpose, and drowned, a break in the pattern quickly obliterated by the calcimine of silence.

Here, my good man. Could you tell me whereabouts Horatio Street...good heavens. Thus called upon, he took courage; the sursum corda of an extravagant belch straightened him upright, and he answered, --Whfffck? Whether this was an approach to discussion he had devised himself, or a subtle adaptation of the Socratic method of questioning perfected in the local athenaeums which he attended until closing time, was not to be known; for the answer was, --Stand aside.

No move is the wrong move, What? Sometimes any move at all is better than nothin. If you're right, you're one up. If you're wrong you start over. This sittin and waiting for somebody else to make up their mind is for the God-damned birds. You have to take control of your own life.

Listen to the fear. Maybe it's your friend.

The thing is---fear can't hold you any more than a dream...

We musn't let anything happen to Piggy, must we?

As long as there's light we're brave enough