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Nurture your mind with great thoughts; to believe in the heroic makes heroes.
Nurture your mind with great thoughts; to believe in the heroic makes heroes.
Nurture your mind with great thoughts; to believe in the heroic makes heroes
Nurture your mind with great thoughts; to believe in the heroic makes heroes
Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.
Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.
In war the heroes always outnumber the soldiers ten to one.
In war the heroes always outnumber the soldiers ten to one.
You lived too long, we have supped full with heroes, they waste their deaths on us.
You lived too long, we have supped full with heroes, they waste their deaths on us.
As you get older, it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
As you get older, it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
Every hero becomes a bore at last.
Every hero becomes a bore at last.
Firemen are going to get killed. When they join the department they face that fact. When a man becomes a read more
Firemen are going to get killed. When they join the department they face that fact. When a man becomes a fireman his greatest act of bravery has been accomplished. What he does after that is all in the line of work. They were not thinking of getting killed when they went where death lurked. They went there to put the fire out, and got killed. Firefighters do not regard themselves as heroes because they do what the business requires.
Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like read more
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.
