Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot read more

Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot humiliate the person who feels pride. You cannot oppress the people who are not afraid anymore. We have seen the future, and the future is ours.

Oh! Why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast flying cloud,
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Oh! Why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast flying cloud,
A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave,
Man passes from life to his rest in the grave.

Pride breakfasted with Plenty, dined with Poverty, supped with Infamy.

Pride breakfasted with Plenty, dined with Poverty, supped with Infamy.

It may do good; pride hath no other glass
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
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It may do good; pride hath no other glass
To show itself but pride, for supple knees
Feed arrogance and are the proud man's fees.

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

To be proud and inaccessible is to be timid and weak.

To be proud and inaccessible is to be timid and weak.

A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you're looking down, read more

A proud man is always looking down on things and people; and, of course, as long as you're looking down, you can't see something that's above you.

He that is proud eats up himself. Pride is his own glass, his
own trumpet, his own chronicle; and read more

He that is proud eats up himself. Pride is his own glass, his
own trumpet, his own chronicle; and whatever praises itself but
in the deed, devours the deed in the praise.

In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere and rush into the skies.
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In pride, in reas'ning pride, our error lies;
All quit their sphere and rush into the skies.
Pride still is aiming at the bless'd abodes,
Men would be angels, angels would be gods.