Quotes About Honor

And I'll do whatever is necessary to clear his name.

Anything less than your best dishonors God

I promise to love and cherish you, to honor and sustain you, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in wealth, in the bad that may darken our days, in the good that may light our way. Tirzah, beloved, I promise to be true to you in all things until I die. And even beyond that, God willing.

You touch that young woman, and I will see you hang.

Most important of all, continue to show deep love for each other, for love covers a multitude of sins. 1 PETER 4 : 8 So humble yourselves under the mighty power of God, and in his good time he will honor you. Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about what happens to you. 1 PETER 5 : 6 – 7 What covers sin?

Bellario. Sir, you did take me up When I was nothing; and only yet am something By being yours. You trusted me unknown; And that which you were apt to conster A simple innocence in me, perhaps Might have been craft, the cunning of a boy Hardened in lies and theft: yet ventured you To part my miseries and me; for which, I never can expect to serve a lady That bears more honour in her breast than you.

If I lived by some code, my actions would become predictable. The enemy would take advantage of this and I'd be killed. An honorable death doesn't exist. Death is death. But it's funny that survival and revenge require the same thing: no honor codes, no supposed higher principles to aspire to, no mercy

Redd stared at the bald head bent down before her. How refreshing Vollrath's sacrifice was. He didn't beg for his life. He didn't embarrasss himself with groveling or sniveling, or appeals to her nomexistent mercy.

And loyalty is a valued commodity. It can be sold . . . not bought, but sold.

Sir, I honor and respect the personal dignity of any man who respects my dignity.

My son has the Atreides sincerity... He has that tremendous, almost naive honor-and what a powerful force that truly is.

What happens when you think like a Fremen? 'You remember that you should never be in company that you wouldn't want to die with.

The tribal commander must lose no face among those who should obey him. Paul

Gurney's a romantic," the Duke growled. This talk of killing suddenly disturbed him, coming from his son. "I'd sooner you never had to kill…but if the need arises, you do it however you can—tip or edge." He looked up at the skylight, on which the rain was drumming.

Umman Kudu: scissors-line of jaw muscles, chin like a boot toe - a man to be trusted because the captain's vices were known.

Shishakli presented two thin, whiplike shafts as Paul approached. The shafts were about a meter and a half long with glistening plasteel hoods at one end, roughened at the other end for a firm grip. Paul accepted them both in his left hand as required by the ritual. "They are my own hooks," Shishakli said in a husky voice. "They never have failed.

Y la lealtad es un valioso lujo. Se puede vender, pero no comprar. —

You have defiled my honor!" Stilgar cried. "This is neutral—" "Shut up!" Idaho glared at the shocked Naib. "You wear a collar, Stilgar! " It was one of the three most deadly insults which could be directed at a Fremen. Stilgar's face went pale. "You are a servant," Idaho said. "You've sold Fremen for their water." This was the second most deadly insult, the one which had destroyed the original Jacurutu.

Very well. Siaynoq means giving honor to one who speaks with sincerity. It signifies the remembrance of things which are spoken with sincerity.

Out here, we carry no paper for contracts. We make no evening promises to be broken at dawn. When a man says a thing, that's the contract.

And Paul thought: Gurney's one of those the Reverend Mother meant, a supporter of worlds—"…the valor of the brave.

He has that tremendous, almost naive honor—and what a powerful force that truly is.

Y el Duquecito, querido Piter, el chico Paul?

Remember us, Should any free soul come across this place, In all the countless centuries yet to be, May our voices whisper to you from the ageless stones, Go tell the Spartans, passerby: That here by Spartan law, we lie.