Quotes About Pride

You know how arrogant the French are - extraordinary.

French are what they are without excusing themselves to be.

I don't feel like I have to be nationalistic French because I'm afraid of losing whatever. No, no, no, no. And also I don't think we are the best.

I am attached to the French language. I will defend the ubiquitous use of French.

As a dancer I feel fulfilled and would want all dancers to be proud of themselves.

In 1969, I started wearing female attire full-time.

I want to represent my name to the fullest: Ginuwine.

Southerners have a genius for psychological alchemy...If something intolerable simply cannot be changed, driven away or shot they will not only tolerate it but take pride in it as well.

I guess it is vanity that makes most of us keep straight, if we do keep straight, in this world.

Pride and reserve are not the only things in life; perhaps they are not even the best things. But if they happen to be your particular virtues you will go all to pieces if you let them go.

If she had cried and sobbed and seemed frightened, Miss Minchin might almost have had more patience with her. She was a woman who liked to domineer and feel her power, and as she looked at Sara's pale little steadfast face and heard her proud little voice, she felt quite as if her mind was being set at naught.

He is plain-looking, miss, ain't he?" said Becky. "He looks like a very ugly baby," laughed Sara. "I beg your pardon, monkey; but I'm glad you are not a baby. Your mother couldn't be proud of you, and no one would dare to say you looked like any of your relations.

As Chevalley says,] 'Sicilians never want to improve for the simple reason that they think themselves perfect...

Heather was paralyzed. Anger told her to get between them and make trouble, Pride told her to run away. Hurt told her to cry. Cunning told her to make Sam feel as guilty and small as possible. She waited to hear what Intelligence had to say. It never spoke first, but its advice was usually worth waiting for.

All the way back, she had imagined him gloating and taunting, rubbing her face in her own broken pride. Instead, he knelt before her and washed her dirty, blistered feet. Throat burning, she looked down at his dark head and struggled with the feelings rising in her. She waited for them to die away, but they wouldn't.

He was never angry when she made mistakes. He complimented and encouraged her. He shared his own mishaps with a sense of humor that made her less annoyed with her own incompetence. He gave her hope that she could learn, and pride when she did.

Only later did he remember his pride-and the shattering cost of an illusive sense of freedom.

Oh, what foolish creatures we are. Cursed with our pride! Cursed with our stubbornness! No wonder God has forsaken us.

Listen to me, friend. Lay aside your pride or it will entangle you in sin. Anger is your worst enemy.

Here lies a toppled god. His fall was not a small one. We did but build his pedestal, A narrow and a tall one.

The pitfall of Bene Gesserit training, she reminded herself, lay in the powers granted: such powers predisposed one to vanity and pride. But power deluded those who used it. One tended to believe power could overcome any barrier … including one's own ignorance.

Pride overcame Paul's fear. You dare suggest a duke's son is an animal? he demanded. Let us say I suggest you may be human, she said. Steady! I warn you not to try jerking away. I am old, but my hand can drive this needle into your neck before you escape me.

Reason arises from pride that a man may not know in this way when he has done evil.

Vjerske ustanove ovjekovje?uju odnos izme?u smrtnog gospodara i smrtnog sluge, re?e Leto.One stvaraju pozornicu koja privla?i ponosne ljude koji žude za mo?i sa svim njihovim kratkovidnim predrasudama!