If you have let pride get the better of you, then you have already lost, but if you grab pride by the scruff of the neck and ride it like a stallion, then you may have already won.
There was no safety. There was no pride. All there was, was money. Everything became money, and money became everything. Money treated us as if we were things, and we died.
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but her's curiosity could have massacred a pride of lions.
Pride is all very well, but a sausage is a sausage.
