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Adversity | |
![]() ![]() | "The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly; it is dearness only that gives everything its value. I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink; but he whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves his conduct, will pursue his principles unto death." ![]() |
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Bravery | |
![]() ![]() | "Brave men are all vertebrates; they have their softness on the surface and their toughness in the middle." ![]() |
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![]() ![]() | "The fearless are merely fearless. People who act in spite of their fear are truly brave." ![]() |
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![]() ![]() | "Only a brave person is willing to honestly admit, and fearlessly to face, what a sincere and logical mind discovers." ![]() |
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Cowardice/Weakness | |
![]() ![]() | You have no enemies, you say? Alas, my friend, the boast is poor. He who has mingled in the fray of duty that the brave endure, must have made foes. If you have none, small is the work that you have done. You've hit no traitor on the hip. You've dashed no cup from perjured lip. You've never turned the wrong to right. You've been a coward in the fight. ![]() |
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Fate & Destiny | |
![]() ![]() | Fate is the same for the man who holds back, the same if he fights hard. We are all held in a single honor, the brave with the weaklings. A man dies still if he has done nothing, as the one who has done much. ![]() |
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Literary | |
![]() ![]() | "Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword!" ![]() |
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Motivational | |
![]() ![]() | Men who for truth and honor's sake Stand fast and suffer long. Brave men who work while others sleep, Who dare while others fly... They build a nation's pillars deep And lift them to the sky. ![]() |
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Parenting | |
![]() ![]() | A Prayer For My Son Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory…Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, and the meekness of true strength. Then I, his father, will dare to whisper, "I have not lived in vain." ![]() |
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Proverbial Wisdom | |
![]() ![]() | A brave man dies but once, a coward many times. ![]() |
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![]() ![]() | It is easy to be brave from a distance. ![]() |
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![]() ![]() | Make my enemy brave and strong, so that if defeated, I will not be ashamed. ![]() |
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Revolution | |
![]() ![]() | "Then join hand in hand, brave Americans all! By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall." ![]() |
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Sadness | |
![]() ![]() | Laugh and the world laughs with you, Weep, and you weep alone; For this brave old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. ![]() |
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Sailing | |
![]() ![]() | Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the gates of Hercules; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shorless seas. The good Mate said, "Now we must pray, For lo! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say?" "Why say, 'Sail on! sail on! and on! "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak!" The stout Mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wavewashed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Admiral, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say at break of day, 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!'" They sailed. They sailed. Then spake the Mate; "This mad sea shows its teeth tonight." He curls his lip, he lies in wait, With lifted teeth, as if to bite! "Brave Admiral, say but one good word; What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt like a leaping sword; "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck And peered through darkness. Ah! that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck -- A light! A light! A light! A light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a world; he gave that world It's greatest lesson: "On! sail on!" "based on the courageous determination of Christopher Columbus" ![]() |
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Service | |
![]() ![]() | Scared, Cold, in pain, the dust hasn't settled yet. Pinned in, crying, my clothes are ripped, red, and wet. Lights, noise, and confusion, all part of the night. I'm going to die alone, give up the fight. Red lights are flashing, mixing with blue. A face appears at my window, the face is you. "You're gonna be all right" is the first thing you say. A reassuring voice, someone wants me to stay. You could have been home with family, they need you too. You worked all day at the job, your sleeping hours numbered two. But you went down the hall, hoping your family is OK. Now you're here with me and Death, with comforting words to say. No time for yourself, no thought for your safety. Later you may think, your decision was hasty. "Get the Jaws. Watch that gas; Keep the people away. Get his vitals, hose this down." Some things I hear them say. You stand in gas, look in my window, show no fear. I look back at you knowing, your voice is the last I'll ever hear. I fade away as you hold me, while holding back your tears. Thank you for being there, You Brave Volunteers. ![]() |
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Temptation | |
![]() ![]() | But the bravest man amongst us is afraid of himself. The mutilation of the savage has its tragic survival in the self-denial that mars our lives. We are punished for our refusals. Every impulse that we strive to strangle broods in the mind and poisons us. The body sins once, and has done with its sin, for action is a mode of purification. Nothing remains then but the recollection of a pleasure, or the luxury of a regret. The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself, with desire for what its monstrous laws have made monstrous and unlawful. It has been said that the great events of the world take place in the brain. It is in the brain, and the brain only, that the great sins of the world take place also. ![]() |
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Vietnam | |
![]() ![]() | "It doesn't require any particular bravery to stand on the floor of the Senate and urge our boys in Vietnam to fight harder, and if this war mushrooms into a major conflict and a hundred thousand young Americans are killed, it won't be U. S. Senators who die. It will be American soldiers who are too young to qualify for the senate." ![]() |
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