Every man has his dignity. I'm willing to forget mine, but at my own discretion and not when someone else tells me to. Pride makes our self-deceptions taste like candy. When we let pride run amok, we gorge ourselves on this delicious lie, and eventually we end up killing ourselves. On a global scale, we end up killing others because of pride's ability to blind us from the truth and from the true state of our humanity.
Pride always carries with it the baggage of sorrow.
Nelly, in Wuthering Heights, ch. Pride carries the baggage of sorrow because the war between pride and humility rips apart who we are on a personal level. The clothes they wear, the house they live in, the job they have, the car they drive, is their life and these things just mentioned are sources of pride. Pride is a cancerous armor we wear to protect ourselves. We wear pride to protect ourselves from the humiliation of life because we are not humble people.