Quotes About Courage

Be the master of your fate, be the captain of your soul, but do not hesitate, should the chance befall you, to be the slave of your heart.

Where hope would otherwise become hopelessness, it becomes faith.

Though the barriers of life seem formidable, we find when we challenge them that they have no will.

To a small child, the perfect granddad is unafraid of big dogs and fierce storms but absolutely terrified of the word "boo."

Dare to be imperfect and one day there will tug at your sleeve a soulmate.

Nothing reduces the odds against you like ignoring them.

The trouble with always leaving yourself a way out is that you always take it.

Better to start up a thousand wrong roads than to spend your life going nowhere because you know the way.

But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, and, baffled, get up and begin again.

One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.

You know, we French stormed Ratisbon.

Then welcome each rebuffThat turns earth's smoothness rough,Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go!Be our joys three parts pain!Strive, and hold cheap the strain;Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!

He ventured neck or nothing—heaven's successFound, or earth's failure.

To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,And baffled, get up and begin again.

No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers,The heroes of old,Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrearsOf pain, darkness, and cold.

Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!

Marching along, fifty-score strong,Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.

It is better to love and lose then never love -

Inspiring bold John Barleycorn! What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil; Wi' usquabae, we'll face the devil!

Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,O, what a panic's in thy breastie!Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' bickering brattle!

Inspiring bold John Barleycorn!What dangers thou canst make us scorn!Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;Wi' usquebae, we'll face the devil!

Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled,Scots wham Bruce has aften led,Welcome to your gory bedOr to victorie.Now's the day, and now's the hour;See the front o' battle lour!See approach proud Edward's power—Chains and slaverie!

Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.

Hope Springs Exulting on Triumphant Wing.