Quotes about courage

Audentis fortuna iuvat.

So what was I to do? To go backward was base: to go forward an adventure into splendour and terror. But it was forward I must go.

Did you ever think that these three men [ Freud, Adler and Jung] who were so splendid at understanding others had first to understand themselves? It was from their self-knowledge they spoke. They did not go trustingly to some doctor and follow his lead because they were too lazy or too scared to make the inward journey alone. They dared heroically...Was their heroism simply meant to raise a whole new crop of invalids?

It may be better to be a live jackal than a dead lion, but it is better still to be a live lion. And usually easier.

I always get the shakes before a drop. I've had the injections, of course, and hypnotic preparation, and it stands to reason that I can't really be afraid. The ship's psychiatrist has checked my brain waves and asked me silly questions while I was asleep and he tells me that it isn't fear, it isn't anything important — it's just like the trembling of an eager race horse in the starting gate. I couldn't say about that; I've never been a race horse. But the fact is: I'm scared silly, every time.

Take sides! Always take sides! You will sometimes be wrong — but the man who refuses to take sides must always be wrong.

People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest. It was a scandal that a breed of fearless and sinister people ran around freely, so they attached a nickname and a myth to these people to get even with them, to make up for the many times they had felt afraid.

On the cue 'five aunts' I had given at the knees a trifle, for the thought of being confronted with such a solid gaggle of aunts, even if those of another, was an unnerving one. Reminding myself that in this life it is not aunts that matter, but the courage that one brings to them, I pulled myself together.

My long-crushed spirit rose, cowardice departed, bold defiance took its place; and I now resolved that, however long I might remain a slave in form, the day had passed forever when I could be a slave in fact. I did not hesitate to let it be known of me, that the white man who expected to succeed in whipping, must also succeed in killing me.

“Poor Pymfyd! Your world is built of fear and dread! As for me, I have no time for such emotions.”

Pymfyd spoke in an even voice. “You are a royal princess and I may not call you a witless little fool, even should the thought cross my mind.”

Madouc turned him a sad blue-eyed glance. “So that, after all, is your concept of me.”

“I will say only this: persons who fear nothing are soon dead.”

Where cowards never venture, heroes find splendor.

Money lost, little lost.

Honor lost, much lost.

Pluck lost, all lost.