Pride not only goes before a fall, it is a fall.

Pride is a fall, from a personal call.

Pride is always looking down; it misses what can be seen by looking up.

Thinking too much of self; it’s thinking too little of others.

Pride blinds, then binds.

Nationalism — mass pride.

Drop names; they will take cover.

The proud remain above, no love.

Pride ever offers its own resume.

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