Courage and modesty are the most unequivocal of virtues, for they are of a kind that hypocrisy cannot imitate. They too have this quality in common, that they are expressed by the same color.
No more turning away from the weak and the weary. No more turning away from the coldness inside. Just a world that we all must share. It's not enough just to stand and stare. Is it only a dream that there'll be no more turning away?
I was nervous and confident at the same time, nervous about going out there in front of all of those people, with so much at stake, and confident that I was going to go out there and win.
He who is afraid of every nettle should not piss in the grass.
Grasp it like a man of mettle, and it soft as silk remains.
When it comes to betting on yourself... you're a chicken-livered coward if you hesitate.
It takes courage to live -- courage and strength and hope and humor. And courage and strength and hope and humor have to be bought and paid for with pain and work and prayers and tears.
Courage is a virtue only so far as it is directed by prudence.
True courage consists not in flying from the storms of life, but in braving and steering through them with prudence.
The man who most vividly realizes a difficulty is the man most likely to overcome it.
We need the courage to start and continue what we should do, and courage to stop what we shouldn't do.
A sharp knife cuts the quickest and hurts the least.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
I think laughter may be a form of courage.... As humans we sometimes stand tall and look into the sun and laugh, and I think we are never more brave than when we do that.
Many think they have a kind heart who only have weak nerves.
If you are scared to go to the brink, you are lost.
Whenever you see a successful business, someone once made a courageous decision.
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