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.

It may do good; pride hath no other glass
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
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It may do good; pride hath no other glass
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees.

Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive.

Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive.

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.

Pride does not wish to owe and vanity does not wish to pay.

Pride does not wish to owe and vanity does not wish to pay.

Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it;
I like to be despised.

Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it;
I like to be despised.

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.

One of the best temporary cures for pride and affectation is seasickness; a man who wants to vomit never puts read more

One of the best temporary cures for pride and affectation is seasickness; a man who wants to vomit never puts on airs.

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.