Quotes About Pride

What does knowing there's a God have to do with our pride problem? Only God is perfect. If pride is an effort to maintain the illusion of perfection, it's also an indication that we want to sit on the throne. We prefer the worship of others instead of connection to them. We'd rather be adored than be known. Humility is required to love and be loved as your authentic self. Pride fights for fake relationships built on hollow praise.

I have always been taught to be proud of being Latina, proud of being Mexican, and I was. I was probably more proud of being a "label" than of being a human being, that's the way most of us were taught.

Redtail was a brave warrior. His loyalty to ThunderClan could never be doubted. I always relied on his judgment, for it bore witness to the needs of the Clan, and was never swayed by self-interest or pride. He would have made a fine leader.

You have sacrified so much. And our Clan walks a safer path now. With this life, I give you pride, so that you may know your own worth and the worth of your Clan. Thank you for raising Whitestorm. You were chosen long ago, and StarClan has never regretted its choice.

There was a pause as Leopardstar strained to take a breath, and Mistyfoot half rose, ready to call for help. Then Leopardstar relaxed again. "I am sorry not to have known the joy of having kits. There was a time when I thought it might happen, but it was not to be." Her words faded away as though she was picturing something she had dreamed of long ago. "Perhaps it was for the best. But I would have been proud to call you my daughter, Mistyfoot.

You'll never make me ashamed of who I am or what I look like.

They've been very brave," Ravenpaw replied. "I'm proud of them." Barley leaned against him, smelling warm and soft and familiar. "You should be," he whispered.

Before I tell you about your father," Fireheart began, "I want you to remember that ThunderClan is proud of you. You'll both make fine warriors. What I'm going to say now won't make any difference to that.

Nor did this stupid bird," crowed Cloudpaw, flicking his tail smugly.

He has a roar like a lion," some cat commented from behind Jayfeather. "Then I'll call him Lion's Roar," Shy Fawn murmured proudly. No, Jayfeather thought. This is Lionblaze. Welcome, brother.

You're a brave warrior, Fireheart." Yellowfang suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared fiercely at him. "I could not be prouder of you if you were my own son. And StarClan knows how many times I have wished that you were, instead of

Ignore him," Goldenflower advised. "He's so full of himself that he's got no room left for brains.

With this life I give you pride, so that you may know your own worth and the worth of your Clan.

and not a day goes by when I don't think of Silverstream, Feathertail, and Stormfur. But I have no quarrel with StarClan for the path they chose for me, and I'm proud of all my kits. Blossomfall for her courage and skill in battle; Bumblestripe for his loyalty and compassion; and Briarlight for her bravery, her humbling spirit, and her hopefulness. I shall be watching all of you from the elders' den; you can be sure of that.

We're not weak," Tigerstar snapped. "I'm not letting Rowankit suffer for the sake of ShadowClan pride.

How are your kits?" he asked. Graystripe purred proudly. "They're wonderful!" he eclared. "The she-kit is just like her mothe, every bit as beautiful and with the same temper! She gives her den mother quite a bit trouble, but every cat loves her. Especially Crookedstar. The tom is more easygoing, happy whatever he's doing." "Like his father," remarked Fireheart. "And almost as handsome," boasted Graystripe, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

Good idea." The grunted response came from Breezepelt. Crowfeather could barely prevent his tail from sticking straight up in astonishment. Finally, I've done something right!

Your father killed Firestar in the Dark Forest. You must be so proud of him!

Just what I'd expect from ThunderClan. Thinking they should keep this secret to themselves—that they're the only Clan that matters!

We can't let other Clans think we're so weak that we allow WindClan to steal our prey!

Never forget how much I love you." Then he touched the heads of his kits one by one. "Silver Stripe, be brave and take care of your mother. White Tail, learn all that you can so that one day you will make your Clan proud. Black Ear, forgive any harm you've been done and show kindness to your Clanmates. For we are all fighting a hard battle, and sometimes kindness is all we need.

Pride glowed in Stormfur's eyes. "I wish I could believe it. But I'll never be half the warrior my father was.

Their minds were filled with green flashes from running through the woods, a mixture of prey-scent and falling leaves and their own fearless pride.

Who cares if I'm beautiful?" Silver Stripe stuck her nose in the air. "Beauty doesn't help with hunting, and I'm going to be the best hunter in WindClan.