Every hard-boiled egg is yellow inside.
A coward like this deserves to have his life prolonged.
Patience has it’s limits. Take it too far, and it’s cowardice.
When all the blandishments of life are gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on.
The first in banquets, but the last in fight.
Peace and plenty breed cowards; hardness over hardiness is the mother. (Cymbeline)
Cowards run the greatest dangers of any men in a battle.
Man gives every reason for his conduct save one, every excuse for his crimes save one, every plea for his safety save one; and that one is his cowardice.
A cowards fear may make a coward valiant.
It is thus that mutual cowardice keeps us in peace. Were one half of mankind brave, and one half cowards, the brave would be always beating the cowards. Were all brave, they would lead a very uneasy life; all would be continually fighting: but being all cowards, we go on very well.