Quotes About Fierceness

Sofia the kind of woman no matter what she have in her hand she make it look like a weapon.

She got a long pointed nose and big fleshy mouth. Lips look like black plum. Eyes big, glossy. Feverish. And mean. Like, sick as she is, if a snake cross her path, she kill it

The real gift any person can give is a web of connective tissue. IF we love fiercely, our ancestors live among and speak to us through these incandescent filaments glowing from the warmth of memories. Loving fiercely is real-time legacy building. Maybe that's the best way to honor people.

There's a fierceness about life that calls for a fierceness to not anxiously solve it but to allow it to transform you.

He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage; neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

She folded her arms across her breasts and looked at me like a lioness.

Pretty was hardly the word. With her fierce curled lips, black eyes and clean angry bones she must have stood out in her graduating class like a chicken hawk in a flock of pullets.

Las bellas mujeres aprestan coronas de flores, y bajo los pórticos vense sus rostros de rosa; y la más hermosa sonríe al más fiero de los vencedores. ¡Honor al que trae cautiva la extraña bandera; honor al herido y honor a los fieles soldados que muerte encontraron por mano extranjera!

She was too finely educated and clever to be anything but a fierce rebel and philosophical opponent and I had left her, stupidly, on that account.

In short, I always vowed, one way or another, not to change. Not me. I needed the fierceness of vowing because I could scarcely help but notice..that it was mighty unlikely.

For nothing on the waters and the wide wide world is fiercer than a mother.

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Be calm in arguing: for fierceness makes Error a fault, and truth discourtesy.

Let's smell like women, armed to teeth with rage!

Families are always complicated, even when you're raised with your own kin. The fierceness of the love also creates hurts and rivalries, all mixed up.

The world is beautiful and dangerous, and joyful and said, and ungrateful and giving, and full of so, so many things. The world is new and it is old. It is big and it is small. The world is fierce and it is kind, and we, every one us, are in it.

The world is beautiful and dangerous, and joyful and sad, and ungrateful and giving, and full of so, so many things. The world is new and it is old. It is big and it is small. The world is fierce and it is kind, and we, every one of us, are in it.

Little people are often more fierce than their larger counterparts[...]

Fire will save the Clan...you never understood, did you? Not even when I gave you your apprentice name, Firepaw. And I doubted it myself, when fire raged through our camp. Yet I see the truth now. Fireheart, you are the fire who will save ThunderClan. You will be a great leader. One of the greatest the forest has ever known. You will have the warmth of fire to protect your Clan and the fierceness of fire to defend it. You will be Firestar, the light of ThunderClan." - Bluestar

She's got the face of an angel and the soul of a pit bull–piranha hybrid.

Maybe your resistance is to live. Live big and loud and joyously and fiercely. Live authentic to who you are. Refuse to be silent. Refuse to go away. Refuse stereotypes and limits. Because you being you is the most powerful kind of resistance of all. (Rebecca Roanhorse)

She wanted to say 'I love you like a thunderstorm, like a lion, like a helpless rage'.

those men who know anything at all about the Light also know that there is a fierceness to its power, like the bare sword of the law, or the white burning of the sun.' Suddenly his voice sounded to Will very strong, and very Welsh. 'At the very heart, that is. Other things, like humanity, and mercy, and charity, that most good men hold more precious than all else, they do not come first for the Light. Oh

She pushed the hair away, then began uncoiling and recoiling the silky mass with an unconscious, natural grace. Against the crude background of the alley, she was startlingly feminine and delicate, and with every movement of her arms and hair, her scent wove around Cullen—flowers and freshness and the subtle earthy warmth of woman It sank into him and hardened him with a primitive fierceness he hadn't experienced since his early teens.