Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

Comfort makes cowards of us all.

Fatigue makes cowards of us all.

Fatigue makes cowards of all of us.

The fear of being laughed at makes cowards of us all.

Conscience makes egotists of us all.

It's fear that makes us lose our conscience. It's also what transforms us into cowards.

For all Men would be Cowards if they durst: And Honesty's against all common Sense.

Maybe any action becomes cowardly once you stop to reason about it. Conscience doth make cowards of us all, eh mamma mia? If you start an argument with yourself, that makes two people at least, and when you have two people, one of them starts appeasing the other.

You've got to keep yourself in prime physical condition, because fatigue makes cowards of us all.

. . . all men are cowards . . . in one matter or another, though in the rest they may be brave enough.

Why do you have to be a nonconformist like everybody else?

The Society that separates its scholars from its warriors will have its thinking done by cowards and its fighting done by fools.

We’re all heroes at something, and cowards at something else.