Quotes About Pride

What more valuable possession does a homeless man have than his honor?

In his mildly stoned stupor he forgot that hubris is more deadly than any weapon.

Mr. Berg, Are you an Afrikaner? - Yes -And are you proud of it? -I am not ashamed of it, but I am not proud of it, for in fact I had nothing to do with it.

You could go multicoloured, I suppose. You could show your support for the gay, lesbian and transgender communities. The Rainbow Cleaver, perhaps? No? Too much? That's not your thing? Ah, that's a pity.

You Englishmen,' said Herr Wurter. 'You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your word was law.

Fingers: Weve all got them and we shouldnt be embarrassed about them.

Brothers out here flexing their talk, setting themselves up for failures; just to prove a worthless point about what they are really doing in the streets. -MillYentei

[I]t is a sneaking piece of cowardice for Authors to put feigned names to their works, as if like Bastards of their Brain they were afraid to own them.

Thus a decision taken to please the ego turns out to be dear in the long run.

Big egos are big shields for lots of empty space.

Ancestors who had held themselves higher than God, and had been brought lower than man.

One never notices how nice it is to be worshipped until one has fallen from grace,

My boyfriend, like a lot of men, takes great pride in his car. Honey, his car is detailed, waxed, and vacuumed weekly. On the other hand, my car looks like a really big purse.

Boys were so proud - you always had to let them think they were good at things.

The arrogance of ignorance.

But what puts him over the top, in my estimation, is the job he has done putting America back on top in the global game. He's brought back the passion and sense of pride in playing for the red, white, and blue, by getting NBA All-Stars to understand they are playing for the name on the front of the jersey, U.S.A. Since he's become coach, Team USA has played with the utmost sense of urgency, bringing back the gold medal to where it belongs.

After ten months of infantry training, I realized my survival would depend on the men around me. Airborne troopers looked like I had always pictured a group of soldiers: hard, lean, bronzed, and tough. When they walked down the street, they appeared to be a proud and cocky bunch exhibiting a tolerant scorn for anyone who was not airborne.

Ni hablar de que mi madre fuera al liceo. Rindió y obtuvo su certificado de estudios, lo que le provocó —y aún le provoca— un gran orgullo, e inmediatamente después la "ubicaron como mucama". En efecto, apenas cumplían los catorce años, la institución ponía a trabajar a los niños que estaban a su cargo: los varones en una granja (fue el caso de su hermano mayor) y las niñas como empleadas domésticas.

Alors c'est ça l'amour. Cette espèce de truc qui ressemble à un début de grippe, quand on se dit qu'on va morfler un max mais que d'un autre côté ça permet de sécher l'école. Cette envie de sauter au plafond et de rentrer sous terre. Cette sensation d'avoir la honte écrite sur le front, et d'être en même temps le plus fier du monde.

God hates this wishful dreaming because it makes the dreamer proud and pretentious. Those who dream of this idealized community demand that it be fulfilled by God, by others, and by themselves. They enter the community of Christians with their demands, set up their own law, and judge one another and even God accordingly.

Confession is the God-given remedy for self-deception and self-indulgence. When we confess our sins before a brother-Christian, we are mortifying the pride of the flesh and delivering it up to shame and death through Christ. Then through the word of absolution we rise as new men, utterly dependent on the mercy of God. Confession is thus a genuine part of the life of the saints, and one of the gifts of grace.

The real difference in the believer who follows Christ and has mortified his will and died after the old man in Christ, is that he is more clearly aware than other men of the rebelliousness and perennial pride of the flesh, he is conscious of his sloth and self-indulgence and knows that his arrogance must be eradicated. Hence there is a need for daily self-discipline.

But the false serpent persuaded Adam that he must still do something to become like God: he must achieve that likeness by deciding and acting for himself...He wanted instead to unravel the mystery of his being for himself, to make himself what God had already made him. That was the Fall of man.

Nothing is so at odds with prayer as vanity.