Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow read more

Why, who cries out on pride
That can therein tax any private party?
Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea
Till that the weary very means do ebb?

Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man.

Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man.

Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot read more

Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot humiliate the person who feels pride. You cannot oppress the people who are not afraid anymore. We have seen the future, and the future is ours.

Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a
fall.

Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a
fall.

O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
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O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:
Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine
Yet keeps his book uncrossed.

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

The truly proud man knows neither superiors nor inferiors. The first he does not admit of; the last he does read more

The truly proud man knows neither superiors nor inferiors. The first he does not admit of; the last he does not concern himself about.

Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our read more

Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.

He that is proud eats up himself. Pride is his own glass, his
own trumpet, his own chronicle; and read more

He that is proud eats up himself. Pride is his own glass, his
own trumpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but
in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.