Quotes About Pride

On the Path of the Wise there is probably no danger more deadly, no poison more pernicious, no seduction more subtle than Spiritual Pride; it strikes, being solar, at the very heart of the Aspirant; more, it is an inflation and exacerbation of the Ego, so that its victim runs the peril of straying into a Black Lodge, and finding himself at home there.

an ounce of honest pride is better than a ton of false humility, although an ounce of true humility is worth an ounce of honest pride

Yo soy orgullosa, es decir, inconquistable; maltrato a los pretendientes pero sin la menor pretensión de retenerlos. Los hombres dicen que soy coqueta, porque tienen el amor propio de creer que los deseo.

Let me tell you something: I am a man.

I think happiness makes a man even blinder than pride.

Boys, men, she said. They're all the same. They think that this [their manhood] is something special and they're all so proud of it. They do not know how ridiculous it is.

Great feuds often need very few words to resolve them. Disputes, even between nations, between peoples, can be set to rest with simple acts of contrition and corresponding forgiveness, can so often be shown to be based on nothing much other than pride and misunderstanding, and the forgetting of the humanity of the other—and land, of course.

Men are very sensitive, Mma Makutsi. You would not always think it to look at them, but they are. They do not like you to point out that they are wrong, even when they are. That is the way things are, Mma--it just is.

There were times when an apology was best, she thought, even when one really had nothing to apologise for. If only people would say sorry sooner rather than later, Mma Ramotswe believed, much discord and unhappiness could be avoided. But that was not the way people were. So often pride stood in the way of apology, and then, when somebody was ready to say sorry, it was already too late.

And Edinburgh. He was proud of Edinburgh too, and of Scotland; and why not? Why should one not be proud of one's country - for a change?

It was all very well being a modern society, but the advent of prosperity and the growth of the towns was a poisoned cup from which one should drink with the greatest caution. One might have all the things which the modern world offered, but what was the use of these if they destroyed all that which gave you strength and courage and pride in yourself and your country?

Boys, men," she said. "They're all the same. They think that this thing is something special and they're all so proud of it. They do not know how ridiculous it is.

You'd think he'd look more ashamed of himself, said Bertie. You'd think that he'd look more ashamed of being a Campbell.

Yet she was determined that when she married she would not forget who she was and who her people were. She would not affect any airs.

There was no point in telling somebody not to cry, she had always thought; indeed there were times when you should do exactly the opposite, when you should urge people to cry, to start the healing that sometimes only tears can bring. But if there was a place for tears of relief, there might even be a place for tears of pride[.]

Great feuds often need very few words to resolve them. Disputes, even between nations, between peoples, can be set to rest with simple acts of contrition and corresponding forgiveness, can so often be shown to be based on nothing much other than pride and misunderstanding, and the forgetting of the humanity of the other—and

It was all a question of face, she decided: you had to leave room for face to be saved.

Now acting proud and now submissive, By turns attentive and dismissive! How languid, when no word he said, How fiery, when he spoke, instead, In letters of the heart how casual!

Take care of your clothes when they're new, but your honour from a tender age.

Pétri de vanité il avait encore plus de cette espèce d'orgueil qui fait avouer avec la même indifférence les bonnes comme les mauvaises actions, suite d'un sentiment de supériorité, peut-être imaginaire. Tiré d'une lettre particulière

To anyone with a drop of Irish blood in them the land they live on is like their mother. It's the only thing that lasts, that's worth working for, for fighting for...

I maintain my pride in the face of men, but I abandon it before God, who drew me out of nothingness to make me what I am.

and I will say to you, rude as it may seem, `My brother, you sacrifice greatly to pride; you may be above others, but above you there is God.

I'm not proud, but I'm happy, and I think happiness makes a man even blinder than pride.