Who hath no courage must have legs.
To call war the soil of courage and virtue is like calling debauchery the soil of love.
The man of courage never lost it.
In the face of love and death, courage is useless.
Hope gives strength and courage, and saves an otherwise dying man from his grave.
His courage sank to his sinews.
Fortune lost, nothing lost; courage lost, much lost; honour lost, more lost; soul lost, all lost.
For whom sword and courage are not enough, corslet and lance will not be enough.
A man of courage never wants weapons.