Quotes About Pride

A degenerate nobleman, or one that is proud of his birth, is like a turnip. There is nothing good of him but that which is underground.

People who take no pride in the noble achievements of remote ancestors will never achieve anything worthy to be remembered with pride by remote descendants.

A mule has neither pride of ancestry nor hope of posterity.

Early in life I had to choose between arrogance and hypocritical humility. I chose honest arrogance and have seen no occasion to change.

I think there is no work of art which represents the spirit of a nation more surely than "Die Meister Singer" of Richard Wagner. Here is no plaything with local colour, but the raising to its highest power all that is best in the national consciousness of his country.

Borrowing is not much better than begging.

It is naught, it is naught; saith the buyer. But when he is gone his way, then he boasteth.

TheSc ots are the backbone of Canada. They are all right in their three vital parts - head, heart and haggis.

If we can find out why the idea rather than the nation of Canada can win a growing loyalty rather than commanding it, then, it seems to me, we shall have come very near to trapping the elusive creature, the Canadian Identity.

They are proud in humility; proud that they are not proud.

If you are ashamed to stand by your colors, you had better seek another flag.

Seest thou a man wise in his own conceit? There is more hope of a fool than of him.

A man's vanity tells him what is honour; a man's conscience what is justice.

Conceit causes more conversation than wit.

Our energy is in proportion to the resistance it meets. We attempt nothing great but from a sense of the difficulties we have to encounter; we persevere in nothing great but from a pride in overcoming them.

No one can disgrace us but ourselves.

Land of hope and glory, Mother of the Free How shall we extol thee,who are borne of thee? Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set; God who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet.

What have I done for you, England, my England? What is there I would not do, England, my own?

That sovereign of insufferables.

The greatest monarch on the proudest throne is obliged to sit upon his own arse.

Oh! say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave, O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Your flag and my flag, And how it flies today In your land and my land And half a world away! Rose-red and blood-reed The stripes forever gleam; Snow-white and soul-white - The good forefathers' dream; Sky-blue and true-blue, with stars to gleam aright - The gloried guidon of the day, a shelter through the night.

A fool always finds one still more foolish to admire him.

The tulip is, among flowers, what the peacock is among birds. A tulip lacks scent, a peacock has an unpleasant voice. The one takes pride in its garb, the other in its tail.