There is no road of flowers leading to glory

There is no road of flowers leading to glory

Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
[Lat., Gloria virtutem tanquam umbra sequitur.]

Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
[Lat., Gloria virtutem tanquam umbra sequitur.]

Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse read more

Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught

The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any read more

The paths of glory at least lead to the grave, but the paths of duty may not get you any where.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

Those glories come too late
That on our ashes wait.

Most dreams of glory are safe because we never venture to put them into practice.

Most dreams of glory are safe because we never venture to put them into practice.