He who dares not (reason), is a slave.
Every one speaks well of his own heart, but no one dares speak well of his own mind.
It is the cowish terror of his spirit that dares not undertake; he'll not feel wrongs which tie him to an answer.
A true brave man is the one who dares to work against personal-interest.
Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing.
In the early forties and fifties almost everybody "had about enough to live on," and young ladies dressed well on a hundred dollars a year. The daughters of the richest man in Boston were dressed with scrupulous plainness, and the wife and mother owned one brocade, which did service for several years. Display was considered vulgar. Now, alas! only Queen Victoria dares to go shabby.
Have you ever wondered, perhaps, why opinions which the majority of people quite naturally hold are, if anyone dares express them publicly, denounced as 'controversial, 'extremist', 'explosive', 'disgraceful', and overwhelmed with a violence and venom quite unknown to debate on mere political issues? It is because the whole power of the aggressor depends upon preventing people from seeing what is happening and from saying what they see.
It is the surest proof of man's natural enmity against God that he dares to impute falsehood to one who is truth itself.
How can any man be weak who dares to be at all?
Who bravely dares must sometimes risk a fall.
The future belongs to him that does and dares.
A poet dares to be just so clear and no clearer; he approaches lucid ground warily, like a mariner who is determined not to scrape his bottom on anything solid. A poet's pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring.
Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; And universal darkness buries all.
All the world says of a coxcomb that he is a coxcomb; but no one dares to say so to his face, and he dies without knowing it.
Happy is he who dares courageously to defend what he loves.
That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.
Who dares to teach must never cease to learn.
He is not valiant that dares lie; but he that boldly bears calamity.
Everything is possible to him that dares.
At the working man’s house, hunger looks in but dares not enter.