You lived too long, we have supped full with heroes, they waste their deaths on us.
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- O can’t you see, brother — Death’s a congested road for fighters now, and hero a cheap label.
- How many famous and high-spirited heroes have lived a day too long?
- All our lives we fought against exalting the individual, against the elevation of the single person, and long ago we were over and done with the business of a hero, and here it comes up again: the glorification of one personality. This is not good at all. I am just like everybody else.
- To have no heroes is to have no aspiration, to live on the momentum of the past, to be thrown back upon routine, sensuality, and the narrow self.
- Being a hero is about the shortest lived profession on earth.
- Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy –common clay, if you like –eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can’t imagine dead. And then there are the others –the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.