Quotes About Honor

By heaven methinks it were an easy leapTo pluck bright honor from the pale-fac'd moon,Or dive into the bottom of the deep,Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,And pluck up drowned honor by the locks.

A Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy.

Reputation, reputation, reputation! O! I have lost my reputation. I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.

Thou hast done a deed whereat valor will weep.

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor:For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,So honor peereth in the meanest habit.

Nature her custom holds,Let shame say what it will.

But if it be a sin to covet honor,I am the most offending soul alive.

Ambition,The soldier's virtue.

Quiet consummation have;And renowned be thy grave!

O England! model to thy inward greatness,Like little body with a mighty heart,What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do,Were all thy children kind and natural!

Why should I play the Roman fool; and dieOn mine own sword?

An honorable murderer, if you will;For nought I did in hate, but all in honor.

They are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time: after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.

Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,His honor and the greatness of his nameShall be, and make new nations.

He was not born to shame:Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit.

Rightly to be greatIs not to stir without great argument,But greatly to find quarrel in a strawWhen honor's at the stake.

If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.

Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

Set honor in one eye and death i' the other,And I will look on both indifferently.

I have peppered two of them…. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse.

O Kate! nice customs curtsy to great kings.

The painful warrior famoused for fight,After a thousand victories, once foil'd,Is from the books of honor razed quite,And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd.

Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.