Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like -- eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can't imagine dead. And then there are the others -- the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.
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A boy doesn't have to go to war to be a hero; he can say he doesn't like pie when he sees there isn't enough to go around.
How many famous and high-spirited heroes have lived a day too long?
How many famous and high-spirited heroes have lived a day too long?
The opportunities for heroism are limited in this kind of world: the most people can do is sometimes not to read more
The opportunities for heroism are limited in this kind of world: the most people can do is sometimes not to be as weak as they've been at other times.
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but read more
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost.
Every hero becomes a bore at last.
Every hero becomes a bore at last.
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The idol of today pushes the hero of yesterday out of our recollection; and will, in turn, be supplanted by his successor of tomorrow.
Heroes are created by popular demand, sometimes out of the scantiest materials.
Heroes are created by popular demand, sometimes out of the scantiest materials.
