Quotes About Pride

It's time you stop thinking that because you did something, it's... amazing. All you've got to do is say, 'OK. If I'm great, what do they call Steve Jobs?'

White Man, let us stand together to secure the survival of your people and my people, for they are one and the same - they are our beloved, miraculous, wonderful, blessed and masterful white race!

For Irishmen, there is no football game to match rugby and if all our young men played rugby not only would we beat England and Wales but France and the whole lot of them put together.

It has always seemed to me a great honor to be called an Irish poet. I don't think I will ever lose that, but it's also a great honor to be a woman poet. I put those things together.

Weakness, fear, melancholy, together with ignorance, are the true sources of superstition. Hope, pride, presumption, a warm indignation, together with ignorance, are the true sources of enthusiasm.

Pride and vanity have built more hospitals than all the virtues together.

45 years is a long time to do anything, let alone for a rock band to play together. I'm proud of what we've accomplished and proud that we've kept the high standards.

Vanity and rudeness are seldom seen together.

But, something has to be worked through formally as well as emotionally. Now, when those two things come together I've got something, I think, that I can be proud of.

How could anyone who prided herself upon her intelligence and good sense have been so foolishly ignorant?

She did not doubt that he would help her. But she would not be beholden to such a man. She would fight her own battles, as she always had.

Shocking it is . . . It's what comes of being too handsome.

For very pride's sake she had kept quiet about the humiliation that had ravaged her life. There was all the horror of being pitied if one spoke out.

She'd learned so many ways to be modest, it had become a source of pride.

It came to Morgan that Nicholas must have been a beaten boy, too, and that meant Grampa Earp was, as well. Which was no surprise, really, when Morg thought about that mean old man. How many sons were in that chain? Morgan wondered, and grief gave way to the pride he'd felt the day his brother Wyatt stood up to his first bully and put an end to a chain of vengeful, frightened, beaten boys.

True education always fosters humility, although mere accumulation of facts fosters pride. All these things are requisite in the cloister. Above all, authentic education fits a person for a life of solitude. A girl who has learned to cultivate the soil of her own intelligence is already conditioned for an interior life. Her education is thus supremely useful to her in the cloister.

He was so proud that she had more going on north of her neck than her hairdo.

We called him Quinn the Eskimo, since he'd just moved to Leechfield from the Alaskan oil fields where his daddy had worked. Blond as Jean Harlow, pimply, he was also skinny enough to crash a junior high dance. His sole source of pride was the obvious lie that his old man had invented the water bed, then tragically had his patent pinched by some California engineer.

Hubris calls for nemesis, and in one form or another it's going to get it, not as a punishment from outside but as the completion of a pattern already started.

Humility is the prize of the leaf-world. Vain-glory is the bane of us, the humans.

I don't know, I thought it sounded good?" Actually, I was really proud of the unexpected change of key and rhythm, especially because it gave the song, and the scene, a sense of propulsion. "Well, I wouldn't have done that." Which is when I decided never to play him my music again.

He seems to feel his own worth, and the greatness of his fall.

the haughty princess of Austria, who became, as queen of England, the head of fashion, looked with harsh eyes on his defects, and with contempt on the affection her royal husband entertained for him.

Yet could England indeed doff her lordly trappings, and be content with the democratic style of America? Were the pride of ancestry, the patrician spirit, the gentle courtesies and refined pursuits, splendid attributes of rank, to be erased among us? We were told that this would not be the case; that we were by nature a poetical people, a nation easily duped by words, ready to array clouds in splendour, and bestow honour on the dust.