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I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea read more
I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride
At length broke under me, and now has left me,
Weary and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault)
Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.
Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault)
Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.
There is a paradox in pride: it makes some men ridiculous, but prevents others from becoming so.
There is a paradox in pride: it makes some men ridiculous, but prevents others from becoming so.
A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you're looking down, read more
A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you're looking down, you can't see something that's above you.
Pride is the mask of one's own faults.
Pride is the mask of one's own faults.
What is pride? A whizzing rocket that would emulate a star.
What is pride? A whizzing rocket that would emulate a star.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
Is this that haughty, gallant, gay Lothario?
Is this that haughty, gallant, gay Lothario?
