There is no such thing as bravery; only degrees of fear.

The brave man seeks not popular applause, Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause; Unsham'd, though foil'd, he does the best he can, Force is of brutes, but honor is of man.

The brave Love mercy, and delight to save.

The god-like hero sate On his imperial throne: His valiant peers were placed around, Their brows with roses and with myrtles bound (So should desert in arms be crowned). The lovely Thais by his side, Sate like a blooming Eastern bride In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserve the fair.

Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.

Making out with Divine, that's beyond the bravery of coming out. He was hassled about being gay.