Quotes About Nobility

Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy," Wren said. It's the noblest, like, the most courageous thing two people can shoot for.

The first farmer was the first man, and all historic nobility rests on possession and use of land.

Health is the condition of wisdom, and the sign is cheerfulness, -- an open and noble temper.

The first farmer was the first man. All historic nobility rests on the possession and use of land.

Si no encuentras personas nobles con las que caminar en la vida, camina en solitario como el elefante

I'm not trying to be noble. I'm afraid. And the idea of having more love than I've ever had-- and knowing I might never have it again-- that scares me worse than anything.

I am certainly not a martyr kind of a person. I love my life. But if one has to, then there is nothing more nobler a cause that I can think of.

If you wish to make a man look noble, your best course is to kill him. What superiority he may have inherited from his race, what superiority nature may have personally gifted him with, comes out in death.

Nothing surprises me about the Lords.

Was this humanity? Was this nobility? Was this the Christian glory that presumed to hold itself above the heathen Turk? To suffer innocents be sacrificed on an altar of corruption, merely that a lofty family be spared discomfiture? Oh, this was tenfold more abominable than the crime itself, that high authority should wink at it!

Lace and ruffles, swords and coaches, elegance and leisure, duels and gallant death. All lies. They used perfume instead of soap, their teeth rotted because they never cleaned them, their fingernails smelled of stale gravy. The nobility of France urinated against the walls in the marble corridors of Versailles, and when you finally got several sets of underclothes off the lovely marquise the first thing you noticed was that she needed a bath.

Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid....He must be the best man in his world, and a good enough man for any world. from Raymond Chandler's, The Simple Act of Murder.

down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid. He is the hero

Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid....He must be the best man in his world, and a good enough man for any world. From The Simple Art of Murder

The nobility of France urinated against the walls in the marble corridors of Versailles, and when you finally got several sets of underclothes off the lovely marquise the first thing you noticed was that she needed a bath. I ought to write it that way.

power in and of itself is neither worthy of respect nor fear; it simply is. It is how power is employed, and towards what ends, that ennobles or denigrates the wielder of power.

he had seen the worst and best of the rest, and had gone from a fraternity of men bent on trivial gain by any means, including murder, to a fellowship of men who would sacrifice even their own lives for the greater good. His ambition was to be like them, to be noble by strength of purpose and clarity of vision rather than by accident of birth.

Tal decided that fashion was a conspiracy created by tailors to bilk the nobility out of excess gold.

Le duc mangea copieusement, puis il alla se coucher et dormit de fort bon appétit.

Life ought to be a struggle of desire toward adventures whose nobility will fertilize the soul.

Se mataban, entonces, entre ellos, estos señores, para probarse que eran caballeros argentinos y hombres de honor, con lo cual los caballeros argentinos y los hombres de honor disminuían.

Ingrta sunt beneficia quibus comes est metus. (Publilius Sent.: ingrtus, -a, -um, ungrateful, thankless; unwelcome, displeasing; "ingrate," "ingratitude."—comes, comitis, m./ f., companion; "concomitant," "count," i.e., a nobleman's title.)

An english baron wed to my daughter? I'll die first, I will. Johanna quit rubbing Claire's shoulder and stepped forward. A very rich baron, she blurted out. The laird frowned at Johanna with what she thought was indignation. Wealth is not an issue here, he muttered. How rich? They were married an hour later.

The ruby landed at the baron's feet. "Repayment, Baron, from Lady Kincaid.