Quotes About Nobility

People of quality know everything without ever having learned anything.

Really, Your Grace. Crooking your little finger again? At least buy me a bauble before you try to tup me in the carriage.

You are a nobleman?" I eyed him and the others listening to us with a heavy sigh. "I am the Viscount of Marsdale. My father is the Earl of Dorshire." All eyes went wide. "Oh, stop, it is a mere accident of birth.

Everyday courage has few witnesses. But yours is no less noble because no drum beats for you and no crowds shout your name.

Traces of nobility, gentleness, and courage persist in all people, do what we will to stamp out the trend. So, too, do those characteristics which are ugly.

War alone brings up to their highest tension all human energies and imposes the stamp of nobility upon the peoples who have the courage to make it.

And real nobility (that of the heart) is based on scorn, courage, and profound indifference.

One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.

Among wellborn spirits courage does not depend on age.

It takes a certain courage and a certain greatness even to be truly base.

It is held that valor is the chiefest virtue, and most dignifies the haver.

My grandfather is the king, my Dad's the prince, I guess that makes me the butler.

The great Easter truth is not that we are to live newly after death - that is not the great thing - but that...we are to, and may, live nobly now because we are to live forever.

They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.

She's a Boleyn and a Howard,I said frankly.Underneath the great name, we 're all bitches on heat.

But young hearts mend easily, and hearts that own half of England have something better to do than to beat faster for love.

Thomas More once told me: lion or king, never show fear or you are a dead man.

A parcel--taken from one place to another, handed from one owner to another, unwrapped and bundled up at will--is all that I am. A vessel, for the bearing of sons, for one nobleman or another: it hardly matters who.

I swear I will never trust Edward again. This is not kingly, this is not as Arthur of Camelot. This is behaviour as base as an archer's bastard and I cannot meet his eyes when I see him stuffing his mouth at King Louis' table and pocketing the gold forks.

Your son is heir to an enormous fortune and name. Someone would be bound to bid for you him and take him as his ward.

What's your family? he demanded through clenched teeth. Boleyn. What's your kin? Howard's. What's your home? Hever and Rochford. What's your kingdom? England. Who's your king? Henry. Then serve them. In that order. Did I say the Spanish queen once in that list? No. Remember it.

men who must die have lost, and the Northern lords who will be executed or exiled have lost, and the greatest duke in England, fighting for his life and his good name, has lost ... and I have lost you.

What's your family?" he demanded through clenched teeth. "Boleyn." "What's your kin?" "Howards." "What's your home?" "Hever and Rochford." "What's your kingdom?" "England." "Who's your king?" "Henry." "Then serve them. In that order. Did I say the Spanish queen once in that list?" "No." "Remember it." I

We wind our way past Tower Hill and the scaffold that stands there, where my father ended his life, and I bow my head to his memory, and remember his hopeless struggle against Queen Mary. I think how glad he would be to see one daughter, at least, riding from the Tower to freedom, her baby beside her and her noble husband and heir following behind. It's bitter for me to think of him, and the death that he brought on Jane