Quotes About Courage

Not everyone's life is like a house that belongs to him and that he can go on decorating ever more richly with the furniture of his memory. Some people live in hotels, in many hotels. The years close behind them like hotel doors— and the only thing that remains is a little courage and no regrets.

?ovek gubi hrabrost. Veruje da se može navi?i na razo?aranja. To nije ta?no. Ona svaki put sve više bole tako da se ?ovek uplaši. To je kao da se svaki put više ope?e. I svaki put sporije zarasta. Ne želim da se još koji put ope?em.

Kartais žmogus netenki dr?sos, - tar? Nataša. - O kitais kartais pamanai, kad prie nusivylim? galima priprasti. Bet taip n?ra. Kiekvien? kart? jie vis labiau skaudina. Jie taip skaudina, kad žmog? pagauna baim?. Atrodo, kad kiekvien? kart? atsiranda vis didesni nudegimai. Ir kiekvien? kart? jie vis l??iau gyja.

Selam duruÅŸ, esas vaziyet, merasim geçiÅŸi, tüfek as, saÄŸa dön, sola dön, topuk vur, küfür, azar, binlerce eziyet! Biz görevimizi baÅŸka türlü düÅŸünmüÅŸtük; bir de bakt?k ki, kahramanl??a, sirk atlar? gibi yetiÅŸtiriliyoruz.

Tu netr?ci. Dz?v?ba tev? tr?c. Tam nav nek?da sakara ar drosmi. Drosme cilv?kam ir tad, kad tas var pretoties. Viss p?r?jais ir dižošan?s. M?su dz?v?ba ir sapr?t?g?ka nek? m?s paši.

Mi alzo: sono contento. Vengano i mesi e gli anni, non mi prenderanno più nulla. Sono tanto solo, tanto privo di speranza che posso guardare dinanzi a me senza timore. La vita, che mi ha portato attraverso questi anni, è ancora nelle mie mani e nei miei occhi. Se io abbia saputo dominarla, non so. Ma finché dura, essa si cercherà la sua strada, vi consenta o non vi consenta quell'essere, che nel mio interno dice io

Kokia ?ia dr?sa? Aš ne iš dr?si?j?. Kartais man b?davo gana baisu. Kaip žmogui, kuris, at?j?s ? teatr?, s?di ne savo vietoje ir vis d?lto neina iš jos.

Enese teadmata oleme ikka veel sõdurid.

Jednostavna duša, još nezaražena ni skepsom ni prekomernom inteligencijom. Parsifol je bio glup. Da je bio mudar, nikad ne bi osvojio sveti Gral. Samo glupak pobe?uje u životu; drugi vidi suviše prepreka i postaje kolebljiv pre no što i po?ne... U teškim prilikama bezazlenost je najdragocenije blago, ?udotvorni plašt koji skriva opasnost u koju pametnjakovi? ule?e kao oma?ijan...

That is Franz Kemmerich, nineteen and a half years old, he doesn't want to die. Let him not die!

up to the belly. When the attack starts I will let myself fall into the water, with my face as deep in the mud as I can keep it without suffocating. I must pretend to be dead. Suddenly

I merely crawl still farther under the coffin, it shall protect me, though Death himself lies in it. Before

To me the front is a mysterious whirlpool. Though I am in still water far away from its center, I feel the whirl of the vortex sucking me slowly, irresistibly, inescapably into itself.

We are not beaten, for as soldiers we are better and more experienced; we are simply crushed and driven back by overwhelming superior forces.

It is not against men that we fling our bombs, what do we know of men in this moment when Death is hunting us down?

Life was something too great, and death also had something too great about it; they were not to be played with. Having courage was a different thing from having no fear; courage was consciousness of danger, fearlessness mere ignorance.

We want to live at any price; so we cannot burden ourselves with feelings which, though they might be ornamental enough in peacetime, would be out of place here.

Even a soldier's behind likes to sit soft.

There is the great sky again, and the stars, and the first streak of dawn, and he is walking beneath that sky, a soldier with big boots and a full belly, a little soldier in the early morning.

Safe in his cage,' she repeated. 'Who wants to be safe in a cage?

bail?s un hist?rij? p?lis sekoja jebkuram sauklim, vienalga, no kuras puses tas n?ktu, ja vien p?lim pašam nav j?dom? un j?uz?emas atbild?ba, aizst?vot kaut ko, kas vi?u bied?, bet no k? vi?š nevar izvair?ties.

Šai mirkl? es aptv?ru, no k? baid?jos visvair?k: karš var?ja m?s izš?irt t?, ka m?s nekad vairs neatrastu viens otru p?c tam, kad tas b?tu iztrakojies, jo pat visliel?kaj? p?rdroš?b? nedr?kst?tu cer?t tik daudz personisk?s laimes p?c zemestr?ces, kas visu sagrautu.

The soldier is on friendlier terms than other men with his stomach and intestines. Three-quarters of his vocabulary is derived from these regions, and they give an intimate flavour to expressions of his greatest joy as well as of his deepest indignation.

Un br?žiem, kad klusums br?c, tas j?p?rm?c ar visska??ko, kas cilv?kam ir.