A Quote by Melissa Marr

Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you? — © Melissa Marr
Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you?
There's a reason they say,"Pride goeth before a fall.
A little arrogance (or even a lot) isn't such a bad thing, although your mother undoubtedly told you different. Mine did. "Pride goeth before a fall, Stephen", she said... and then I found out - right around the age that is 19 x 2 - that eventually you fall down, anyway.
When I'm considering an idea, and there is an element of hubris involved, I generally feel comfortable that it's going to be a good story. Pride goeth before a fall. It's an element of a lot of big stories.
Pride goes before a fall, they say, And yet we often find, The folks who throw all pride away Most often fall behind.
Pryde will have a fall;For pryde goeth before and shame commeth after.
Pride comes before a fall - although in [Henry Kissinger's] case it's more conceit than pride.
Pride may go before a fall, but jealousy goes before destruction.
Pride goes before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall.
Who goeth a borrowing. Goeth a sorrowing.
Don't be cocky, 'Pride cometh before the fall
You've got to just let it go and know that other people are enjoying the fact that you've fallen over. It makes you feel better about the next time you laugh when you see another person fall over. These things go in cycles; someone has to fall over at some point, even the coolest man on earth. Ryan Gosling has fallen over...once. He has! It's just a fact, Ryan Gosling has fallen over and we should all embrace that.
So many times I've gone flying. I've fallen in audience members' laps, I've fallen down the stairs, I've had a shoe fall off live.
Like pride, blind optimism may go before a fall.
Hurry not a woman's favor; neither forcer her hastily to surrender to thee. For she goeth into love as she goeth into the waters at the seashore; first a hand and then a lip goeth she in by littles. She diveth not, she leapeth not from the pier; but by gentle shocks and cries of protest she entereth slowly; yet when the waters of love encompass her, then she is supported. She swimmeth in her joy; she floateth on the tide of happiness.
I'm keenly aware of the Pride coming before the Fall . . . but I really do like what I've been able to do here.
Light streamed through one of the windows and across her face and I have never seen anything or anyone so beautiful in my life. If my heart had stopped at that moment I would have fallen happy and fallen full and I would have seen in life all that I had wanted to see and all that I needed to see. Fall. Let me fall.
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