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Honor is like an island, rugged and without shores; we can never
re-enter it once we are on the read more
Honor is like an island, rugged and without shores; we can never
re-enter it once we are on the outside.
[Fr., L'honneur est comme une ile escarpee et sans bords;
On n'y peut plus rentrer des qu'on en est dehors.]
Honour is but an itch in youthful blood
Of doing acts extravagantly good.
Honour is but an itch in youthful blood
Of doing acts extravagantly good.
The sense of honour is of so fine and delicate a nature, that it
is only to be met read more
The sense of honour is of so fine and delicate a nature, that it
is only to be met with in minds which are naturally noble, or in
such as have been cultivated by good examples, or a refined
education.
Do not consider what you may do, but what it will become you to
have done, and let the read more
Do not consider what you may do, but what it will become you to
have done, and let the sense of honor subdue your mind.
[Lat., Nec tibi quid liceat, sed quid fecisse decebit
Occurrat, mentemque domet respectus honesti.]
A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.
A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.
Honor lies in honest toil.
Honor lies in honest toil.
Content thyself to be obscurely good.
When vice prevails and impious men bear away,
The post of read more
Content thyself to be obscurely good.
When vice prevails and impious men bear away,
The post of honor is a private station.
Madame, that you may know the state of the rest of my misfortune,
there is nothing left to me read more
Madame, that you may know the state of the rest of my misfortune,
there is nothing left to me but honor, and my life, which is
saved.
[Lat., Madame, pour vous faire savoir comme se porte le reste de
mon infortune, de toutes choses m'est demeure que l'honneur et la
vie qui est sauve.]
