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Every morn brought forth a noble chance, and every chance brought forth a noble knight.
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When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight.
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Alfred Tennyson, "Morte d'Arthur", stanza 23 (1842), and the expanded "The Passing of Arthur", stanza 36 in Idylls of the King (1856–1885)

 

Winston Churchill

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When every morning brought a noble chance,
And every chance brought out a noble knight.

 

Alfred (Lord) Tennyson

 

Just say "mister I'm sorry, I got no time to die, I'm too busy" and then turn and run like hell. If they say coward why don't pay any attention because it's your job to live not to die. If they talk about dying for principles that are bigger than life, you say "mister you're a liar. Nothing is bigger than life". There's nothing noble in death. What's noble about lying in the ground and rotting? What's noble about never seeing the sunshine again? What's noble about having your legs and arms blown off? What's noble about being an idiot? What's noble about being blind and deaf and dumb? What's noble about being dead? Because when you're dead, mister, it's all over. It's the end. You're less than a dog, less than a rat, less than a bee or an ant, less than a white maggot crawling around on a dungheap. You're dead, mister, and you died for nothing.

 

Dalton Trumbo

 

We will have to take risks, to chance failure, to be willing to walk away from the familiar paths that have brought us to this point.

 

Alan Hirsch

 

Noble the house was, nor seemed built for war,
But rather like the work of other days,
When men, in better peace than now they are,
Had leisure on the world around to gaze,
And noted well the past times' changing ways;
And fair with sculptured stories it was wrought,
By lapse of time unto dim ruin brought.

 

William Morris

 

"Bring forth the horse!" — the horse was brought;
In truth, he was a noble steed,
A Tartar of the Ukraine breed,
Who look'd as though the speed of thought
Were in his limbs.

 

Lord Byron