Quotes About Pride

Requesting of apology or forgiveness does not mean that you always guilty and he is always right, sometimes you do it because you just want to value your companionship more than pride.

Death with dignity is better than life with humiliation.

But though he had saved them, he came too late. Too many lives had been lost to his pride. And so they gave him no gratitude, no gifts. Only their hatred for not having spared them sooner.

At the same time, Achilles answered coolly, "My husband.

I am Achilles, son of Peleus, god-born, best of the Greeks," he said. "I have come to bring you victory." A second of startled silence, then the men roared their approval. Pride became us—heroes were never modest.

He did not thank Medea for her aid; he scarcely looked at her. As if a demigoddess saving him at every turn was only his due.

Soy Aquiles, hijo de Peleo, hijo de dioses, el mejor de los griegos. He venido a traeros la victoria.

He rolled onto his side to face me. A stray lock of gold fell half into his eyes; he blew it away. "My name is Achilles.

All those years of pain and wandering. Why? For a moment's pride. He would rather be cursed by the gods than be No one.

I see nothing but a cuckolded husband and Agamemnon's greed.

Eskiden beri çocuklar?m?n en kötüsüydün," dedi. "?erefime leke sürmeye kalkma sak?n." "Benim daha iyi bir fikrim var. Can?m?n istedi?ini yapaca??m, sen de çocuklar?n? sayarken beni aralar?na katma.

How could any ordinary man take pride in his own skill when there was this in the world?

I lifted my chin, so they would know I was a man of some importance. I had worn the finest tunic I could find—one of Achilles'.

I had a little pride, as I have said, and that was good. More would have been fatal.

For who can be be ashamed to lose to such beauty? It was enough to watch him win.

He made it look beautiful, this sweating, hacking art of ours. I understood why his father did not let him fight in front of the others. How could any ordinary man take pride in his own skill when there was this in the world?

shine with pride. I knew how painful the death of that hope could be.

Trying your best and feeling good about yourself is more important than winning prizes.

I have long known about madmen and kings; I have long known about feeling real. I have long been lucky enough to feel real, no matter what diminishments or depressions have come my way. And I have long known that the moment of queer pride is a refusal to be shamed by witnessing the other as being ashamed of you.

And I have long known that the moment of queer pride is a refusal to be shamed by witnessing the other as being ashamed of you.

She will not, she tells herself, be the first to speak. Let him decide what should be said, since he is so skilled with words, since he is so fêted and celebrated for his pretty speeches. She will keep her counsel. He is the one who has caused this problem, this breach in their marriage: He can be the one to address it.

He is, he prides himself, adept at dissembling, at reading the thoughts of others, at guessing which way they will jump, what they will do next.

Heaven?s gate is narrow and minute,* It cannot be perceived by foolish men, Blinded by vain illusions of the world. E?en the clear-sighted, who discern the way And seek to enter, find the portal barred And hard to be unlocked. Its massive bolts Are pride and passion, avarice and lust.

My commitment to the Republican movement was pure and simply patriotism, a love of Australia... a desire or passion that all of our national symbols should be unequivocally and unambiguously Australian.