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Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately read more
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately I hate them!
The more characteristic American hero in the earlier day, and the more beloved type at all times, was not the read more
The more characteristic American hero in the earlier day, and the more beloved type at all times, was not the hustler but the whittler.
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
What is a society without a heroic dimension?
No heroine can create a hero through love of one, but she can give birth to one.
No heroine can create a hero through love of one, but she can give birth to one.
The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because read more
The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is a man of high and heroic temper
As you get older, it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
As you get older, it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.
Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy.
A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself.
A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself.
Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like read more
Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy -- common clay, if you like -- eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can't imagine dead. And then there are the others -- the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.
