What the weak head with strongest bias rules,
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.

What the weak head with strongest bias rules,
Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.

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 have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea read more

I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride
At length broke under me, and now has left me,
Weary and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.

Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive.

Be yourself, don't take anyone's shit, and never let them take you alive.

There is this paradox in pride--it makes some men ridiculous, but prevents others from becoming so.

There is this paradox in pride--it makes some men ridiculous, but prevents others from becoming so.

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.

A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.

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.

Thus unlamented pass the proud away,
The gaze of fools and pageant of a day;
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Thus unlamented pass the proud away,
The gaze of fools and pageant of a day;
So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow
For others' good, or melt at others' woe.

She bears a duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart she scorns our poverty.

She bears a duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart she scorns our poverty.