As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
William ShakespeareRead
Sound trumpets! Let our bloody colours wave! And either victory, or else a grave.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the bravery required to face battles and the acceptance of death as a possible outcome.
In this quote, William Shakespeare calls for a bold display of one's banners and colors, symbolizing a readiness to confront challenges head-on. It reflects the duality of war, where one may achieve glory in victory or face the ultimate sacrifice of death, thereby underscoring the courage necessary to pursue one's goals, even amidst great peril.
In practice
A motivational speech before a sports match to encourage a team to give their all.
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, / I must not look to have; but, in their stead, / Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, / Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not" (5.3.25-28).
Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
There are men in the world who derive an exaltation from the proximity of disaster and ruin, as other from success.
As Americans, we can take enormous pride in the fact that courage has been inspired by our own struggle for freedom, by the tradition of democratic law secured by our forefathers and enshrined in our Constitution. It is a tradition that says all men are created equal under the law and that no one is above it.
I will come again & conquer you because as a mountain you can't grow, but as a human, I can
Trauma is not the sole province of victims. If that were true, soldiers returning from Afghanistan wouldn't suffer from PTSD.
It was the 31st of August in 1962 that eighteen of us traveled twenty-six miles to the county courthouse in Indianola to try to register to become first-class citizens. We was met in Indianola by policemen, Highway Patrolmen, and they only allowed two of us in to take the literacy test at the time.
The one perfectly divine thing, the one glimpse of God's paradise given on earth, is to fight a losing battle - and not lose it.
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