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Better to die ten thousand deaths,Than wound my honour.
— Honor
Better to die ten thousand deaths,Than wound my honour.
Content thyself to be obscurely good.The post of honor is a private station.
“Honor” sighs softly on the wind, teasing my ears, and I want to scream at the absolute idiocy of it. I did the wrong thing for the right reasons and I'm supposed to be happy with that?
Honor is like the eye, which cannot suffer the least impurity without damage. It is a precious stone, the price of which is lessened by a single flaw.
Honour is like a widow, wonWith brisk attempt and putting on.
Now, while the honour thou hast gotIs spick and span new.
If he that in the field is slainTo lie in Honour's truckle-bed.
As quick as lightning, in the breachHurts Honour than deep wounds before.
If I lost the privilege of being despised by certain individuals, I would certainly suspect that my actions and words are wrong in some way.
I have never had to look up a definition of honor. I knew instinctively what it was. It is something I had the day I was born, and I never had to question where it came from or by what right it was mine. If I was stripped of my honor, I would choose death as certainly and unemotionally as I clean my shoes in the morning. Honor is the presence of God in man.
Titles of honour add not to his worth,Who is himself an honour to his titles.
Give me, kind Heaven, a private station,The post of honor shall be mine.
And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward. Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both. For a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "If I live, I will kill you. If I die, you are forgiven." Such is the rule of honor.
Before gray hair you should rise up, and you must show honor to an older man, and you must be in fear of your God. I am Jehovah.
I could not love thee, dear, so much,Loved I not honor more.
"Duty, Honor, Country" — those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be. They are your rallying point to build courage when courage seems to fail, to regain faith when there seems to be little cause for faith, to create hope when hope becomes forlorn.
Yea, much more those that seem to be the more feeble members of the body, are more necessary. And such as we think to be the less honourable members of the body, about these we put more abundant honour; and those that are our uncomely parts, have more abundant comeliness. But our comely parts have no need [...]
Are you not ashamed that you give your attention to acquiring as much money as possible, and similarly with reputation and honor, and give no attention or thought to truth and understanding and the perfection of your soul?
Honour and shame from no condition rise;Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
See that you comeNot to woo honour, but to wed it.
Honours thrive,Than our foregoers.
A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery of honour.
If I lose mine honour,Than yours so branchless.
For he's honourableAnd doubling that, most holy.
Methinks it were an easy leap,To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon.
And pluck up drowned honour by the locks.
If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul alive.
For Brutus is an honourable man;So are they all, all honourable men.
Thou art a fellow of a good respect;Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it.
Let none presumeWere purchas'd by the merit of the wearer!
Mine honor is my life, both grow in one. Take honor from me, and my life is done. Then, dear my liege, mine honor let me try; In that I live, and for that I will die.
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,Than you should such dishonour undergo.
For honour travels in a strait so narrow,Where one but goes abreast.
Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
Honours ought to come from merit, and from merit alone.
A man is honorable in proportion to the personal risks he takes for his opinion.
Honor is only a label they use for what they want you to do. Chernon. They want you to stay, so they call staying honorable.
… Honour … remains awake in us like a last lamp in a temple that has been laid to waste.
Chose disgrace where obedience did not bring honour
I will to my lord be true and faithful, and love all which he loves and shun all which he shuns.
The sense of honour is of so fine and delicate a nature, that it is only to be met with in minds which are naturally noble, or in such as have been cultivated by good examples, or a refined education.
The best memorial for a mighty man is to gain honor ere death.
Honor lies in honest toil.
And all at Worcester but the honour lost.
These were honoured in their generations, and were the glory of the times.
Your word is as good as the Bank, sir.
Honour is but an itch in youthful bloodOf doing acts extravagantly good.
Great honours are great burdens, but on whomIn any dignity.
Dead on the field of honour.
Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do;Until some honourable deed be done.
To set the cause above renown, That binds the brave of all the earth.
When honor comes to you be ready to take it; But reach not to seize it before it is near.
Honour, the spur that pricks the princely mind,To follow rule and climb the stately chair.
We'll shine in more substantial honours,And to be noble, we'll be good.
A Quixotic sense of the honorable—of the chivalrous.
His honor rooted in dishonor stood,And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
The nation's honor is dearer than the nation's comfort; yes, than the nation's life itself.
