The English are predisposed to pride, the French to vanity.

You can be a little ungrammatical if you come from the right part of the country.

I never had to learn English, French and German because I was brought up as all three languages. I had a private French teacher before I even went to school. That helped a lot.

The men and women of Afghanistan are building a nation that is free, and proud, and fighting terror – and America is honored to be their friend.

Nothing flatters a man as much as the happiness of his wife; he is always proud of himself as the source of it.

Every nation ridicules other nations, and all are right.

I like to see a man proud of the place in which he lives. I like to see a man live so that his place will be proud of him.

Sometimes I don’t use the words ‚will‘ and ‚want‘ in the right way. The German word ‚will‘ is the English word ‚want,‘ so that’s a little bit of the problem.

You could imagine a language exactly like English except it doesn’t have connectives like ‚and‘ that allow you to make longer expressions. An infant learning truncated English would have no idea about this: They would just pick it up as they would standard English.

Every day, the people I meet inspire me… every day, they make me proud… every day they remind me how blessed we are to live in the greatest nation on earth.

I’m the greatest thing that ever lived! I’m the king of the world! I’m a bad man. I’m the prettiest thing that ever lived.

There are two kinds of pride, both good and bad. ‚Good pride‘ represents our dignity and self-respect. ‚Bad pride‘ is the deadly sin of superiority that reeks of conceit and arrogance.

It may easily come to pass that a vain man may become proud and imagine himself pleasing to all when he is in reality a universal nuisance.

I’m proud of ‚Stop Making Sense,‘ but it’s a little bit of an albatross; I can’t compete with it, but I can’t ignore it either.

Every one of my regrets has produced a song I’m proud of.

I was poor white trash, no glitter, no glamour, but I’m not ashamed of anything.

I am impelled, not to squeak like a grateful and apologetic mouse, but to roar like a lion out of pride in my profession.

No one has a greater asset for his business than a man’s pride in his work.

The dinosaurs aren’t remembered for much more than their bones. When humanity’s gone, what do we give to this little planet that we’re on, and what could we do collectively, removing the pride?

An example I often use to illustrate the reality of vanity, is this: look at the peacock; it’s beautiful if you look at it from the front. But if you look at it from behind, you discover the truth… Whoever gives in to such self-absorbed vanity has huge misery hiding inside them.

I didn’t want to be a writer, but I became one. And now I have many readers, in many countries. I think that’s a miracle. So I think I have to be humble regarding this ability. I’m proud of it and I enjoy it, and it is strange to say it this way, but I respect it.

Better to die ten thousand deaths than wound my honor.

The Americans at heart are a pure and noble people; things to them are in black and white. It’s either ‚rawk‘ or it’s not. We Brits putter around in the grey area.

Being ‚contented‘ ought to mean in English, as it does in French, being pleased. Being content with an attic ought not to mean being unable to move from it and resigned to living in it; it ought to mean appreciating all there is in such a position.

What really motivates people at Facebook is building something that’s worthwhile, that they’re going to be proud to show to friends and family.

Our vanity is hardest to wound precisely when our pride has just been wounded.

To be frank, it sometimes seems that the American idea of freedom has more to do with my freedom to do what I want than your freedom to do what you want. I think that, in Europe, we’re probably better at understanding how to balance those competing claims, though not a lot.

Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, something is out of tune.

In reality, there is, perhaps, no one of our natural passions so hard to subdue as pride.

Vanity is great motivation, to be fair.

I don’t mean to be cocky, but if I’m never on TV again, if I never make another dollar, I am proud. I did what I wanted to do.

The Vietnamese see their history as an unending series of struggles of resistance to aggression, by the Chinese, the Mongols, the Japanese, the French, and now the Americans.

The God of this world is riches, pleasure and pride.

It’s like, remember who you always were, where you came from, who your parents were, how they raised you. Because that authentic self is going to follow you all through life, so make sure that it’s solid so it’s something that you can hold on and be proud of for the rest of your life.

None are more taken in by flattery than the proud, who wish to be the first and are not.

Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.

Pride is an independent, me-oriented spirit. It makes people arrogant, rude and hard to get along with. When our heart is prideful, we don’t give God the credit and we mistreat people, looking down on them and thinking we deserve what we have.

Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.

If I seem to boast more than is becoming, my excuse is that I brag for humanity rather than for myself.

One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.

By rendering the labor of one, the property of the other, they cherish pride, luxury, and vanity on one side; on the other, vice and servility, or hatred and revolt.

I don’t know why they gave me a knighthood – though it’s very nice of them – but I only ever use the title in the U.S. The Americans insist on it and get offended if I don’t.

My grandfather was smart and had a whole lot of pride. He didn’t speak a terrible amount, but you could tell there was a ton on his mind – like a quiet acceptance of how life had turned out.

Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for woman.

My upbringing in Canada made me the person I am. I will always be proud to be a Canadian.

Do creative, social, and civic attitudes change depending on where we live? Yes, I think so.

One of the great attractions of patriotism – it fulfills our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what’s more, with a feeling that we are profoundly virtuous.

I speak a number of languages, but none are more beautiful to me than English.

Issues are never simple. One thing I’m proud of is that very rarely will you hear me simplify the issues.

‚Born this Way‘ is about being yourself, and loving who you are and being proud.

It would astonish if not amuse the older citizens to learn that I (a strange, friendless, uneducated, penniless boy, working at ten dollars per month) have been put down as the candidate of pride, wealth, and aristocratic family distinction.

You always want your people to be proud of what you have accomplished.

Bad food is made without pride, by cooks who have no pride, and no love. Bad food is made by chefs who are indifferent, or who are trying to be everything to everybody, who are trying to please everyone… Bad food is fake food… food that shows fear and lack of confidence in people’s ability to discern or to make decisions about their lives.

If proud Americans can be who they are and boldly stand at the altar with who they love then surely, surely we can give everyone in this country a fair chance at that great American Dream.

The reason why I am proud of my part in the punk movement is that I think it really did implant a message that was already there. The hippies told it to me, but punk made it something cool for people to stand up for, which is that we do not believe government, that we are against government.

Here in England, everyone’s a pop star, innit, whereas in America they believe in the term artist.

Tonight, we gather to affirm the greatness of our nation – not because of the height of our skyscrapers, or the power of our military, or the size of our economy. Our pride is based on a very simple premise, summed up in a declaration made over two hundred years ago.

Palestine belongs to the Arabs in the same sense that England belongs to the English or France to the French.

Pride is pleasure arising from a man’s thinking too highly of himself.

How wonderful it is to be an American. We have known the best of times and the worst of times.

The greatest pride, or the greatest despondency, is the greatest ignorance of one’s self.