honour

Now I want you to remember something because I don't think we shall meet again very soon. It is this; however fashionable despair about the world and about people may be at present, and however powerful despair may become in the future, not everybody, or even most people, think and live fashionably; virtue and honour will not be banished from the world, however many popular moralists and panicky journalists say so. Sacrifice will not cease to be because psychiatrists have popularized the idea that there is often some concealed, self-serving element in it; theologians always knew that. Nor do I think love as a high condition of honour will be lost; it is a pattern in the spirit, and people long to make the pattern a reality in their own lives, whatever means they take to do so. In short, Davey, God is not dead. And I can assure you God is not mocked.

We were the most humiliated people on earth and God gave us honour through Islam. If we ever seek honour through anything else, God will humiliate us again.

I am only a peasant by position, not by nature!

I know we are supposed to welcome anyone who vows to protect the kingdom, but really, anyone will do anything for a copper these days, and where pride and promises are saleable, expendable men come very cheap indeed.

Don't try to make yourself marketable, you'll be surprised to see yourself at the bottom. Stay incognito, and people will peruse the whole world looking for you, by that time, you'll be at the top.

Seek respect not attention.

Self-respect leads to self-discipline and self-discipline paves a way for respect towards others.

A mother is an irreplaceable gift that God has given every mankind. Your (a child's) duty is to honour, adore, respect and serve her. Your blessings are tied in how honour she felt.

Love is respect,recognition and honourgiven without expectation.

The fact that social media has leveled the playing field doesn't offer you the right to disrespect the elderly

You can't be passionate about gratitude and be crippled by ingratitude.

But it__ a pretense, it__ artificial,_ Adelia protested. __ove, honor, respect. When are they ever extended to everyday women? I doubt if that boy actually practices what he__ singing. It___ it__ a pleasant hypocrisy.___h, I have a high regard for hypocrisy,_ the little nun said. __t pays lip service to an ideal which must, therefore, exist. It recognizes that there is a Good. In its own way, it is a token of civilization. You don__ find hypocrisy among the beasts of the field.___hat good does the Good do if it is not adhered to?___hat is what I have been wondering,_ Mother Edyve said calmly. __nd I have come to the conclusion that perhaps the early Christians wondered it, too, and perhaps that Eleanor, in her fashion, has made a start by setting a brick in a foundation on which, with God__ help, our daughters_ daughters can begin to build a new and better Jerusalem.___ot in time for Emma,_ Adelia said.__o.__erhaps, Adelia thought drearily, it was only a very old woman who could look hopefully on a single brick laid in a wasteland.

In a country where people are afraid of criticizing the government, many things must be going horrible! In such countries people must know that a society of cowards will always be remembered as a society of honourless people!

Lack of courtesy is an extreme form of disrespect

Lying is essential to humanity. It plays as large a part perhaps as the quest for pleasure, and is moreover governed by that quest. One lies in order to protect one's pleasure, or one's honour if the disclosure of one's pleasure runs counter to one's honour. One lies all one's life long, even, especially, perhaps only, to those who love one. For they alone make us fear for our pleasure and desire their esteem.

The real greatness tends to be a verb much more than an adjective, and it__ a duty preceding been an honour.

Hero' is not an official status or designation, but if the world recognize you as a hero, it is the highest honor you will ever receive.

I have a different idea of elegance. I don't dress like a fop, it's true, but my moral grooming is impeccable. I never appear in public with a soiled conscience, a tarnished honor, threadbare scruples, or an insult that I haven't washed away. I'm always immaculately clean, adorned with independence and frankness. I may not cut a stylish figure, but I hold my soul erect. I wear my deeds as ribbons, my wit is sharper then the finest mustache, and when I walk among men I make truths ring like spurs.