Pride Quotes — page 14

On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below.

I really know nothing more criminal, more mean, and more ridiculous than lying. It is the production either of malice, cowardice, or vanity; and generally misses of its aim in every one of these views; for lies are always detected, sooner …

The highest form of vanity is love of fame.

"I wonder if you can understand the 'fun' of making a beautiful thing, the pride and satisfaction of it, and the holiness!" The company glanced doubtfully at one another. In Gopher Prairie it is not good form to be holy except at church, …

Send forth the child and childish man together, and blush for the pride that libels our own old happy state, and gives its title to an ugly and distorted image.

Think, oh, grateful think! How good the God of Harvest is to you; Who pours abundance o'er your flowing fields, While, those unhappy partners of your kind Wide-hover round you, like the fowls of heaven, And ask their humble dole.

Oh! my name is John Wellington Wells, I'm a dealer in magic and spells, In blessings and curses And ever-filled purses, In prophecies, witches, and knells. If you want a proud foe to "make tracks"—

‘There is none like to me!' says the Cub in the pride of his earliest kill; But the jungle is large and the Cub he is small. Let him think and be still.

From the crown of my head to the soles of my feet I am Bolshevik, and proud of it.

If economists could manage to get themselves thought of as humble, competent people on a level with dentists, that would be splendid.

Works which endure come from the soul of the people. The mighty in their pride walk alone to destruction. The humble walk hand in hand with providence to immortality. Their works survive.

How blinde is pride! what eagles we are still In matters that belong to other men, What beetles in our own!

The truly proud man knows neither superiors nor inferiors. The first he does not admit of: the last he does not concern himself about.

A mother's pride, a father's joy.

When shall the saner softer polities Whereof we dream, have play in each proud land, And patriotism, grown Godlike, scorn to stand Bondslave to realms, but circle earth and seas?

Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes Which, starlike, sparkle in their skies; Nor be you proud that you can see All hearts your captives, yours yet free.

I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a modest pride Pull droopingly, in slanting curve aside, Their scantly leaved, and finely tapering stems, Had not yet lost those …

He had only one vanity; he thought he could give advice better than any other person.

The best way in which you can develop a true national feeling and put your own country in the pride of place which belongs to her is to do it in communion with other nations and with the sole object of improving the world at large.

Teach them humility, and to be good-natur'd

Everyone has his vanity, and each one's vanity is his forgetting that there are others with an equal soul.

How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!

But then the need of being loved, the strongest need ... in poor Maggie's nature, began to wrestle with her pride and soon threw it.

The doctrine of the utter vanity of life is a doctrine of despair, and life is hope.