Quotes About Confidence

I am your anointed Queen. I will never be by violence constrained to do anything. I thank God I am endued with such qualities that if I were turned out of the Realm in my petticoat I were able to live in any place in Christendom.

Do I look like someone who cares about what God thinks?

If you desire faith, then you have faith enough.

No one is making me say this. No one is making me tell this story. Nobody's ever been much good at making me say anything I hadn't already made up my mind to say.

I liked her scowl and I liked her freedom to wear it.

Most of the people who fail in what they want to accomplish do so because they underestimate who they are. When they don't believe they can succeed at something, they have little chance.

She rolled her shoulders over a corset that gave her the general appearance of the prow of a battleship, and curled one loose strand around her finger in a gesture that would have been coquettish, were she young.

I imagined myself taller, imagined myself angry, and pulled the subtlest glamour I could around me.

Good thing for me you're not a murderer." I smiled. "I could learn.

I don't need you to give me a life, you old fool. Or haven't you noticed that I've got my own?

went up to the dressing room and got kitted, all crinolines and kilted skirts and my tits about falling out the top of my daffodil taffeta dress whenever I grabbed a breath.

She folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in her chair, aware of how defensive her body language was and not caring at all.

He held himself right, collected, confident, but without the swaggering she was used to seeing on successful males. As if he didn't feel the need to constantly claim his space and assent his presence.

Will lifted his chin to catch Murchaud's gaze, thinking when did I grow so comfortable, challenging Princes?

Not trying to stare the Dragon in the eye seemed to ease her.

Whatever confidence came to her when she gripped a knife didn't serve her here.

She was mannishly magnificent, tall and broad-shouldered, with her long stride and her mane of unrestrained mahogany-black curls. She wore boots, and the heels clapped on the rugs unrepentant as a horse's hooves.

Thank thee, Will. In mine extremity, I know I could trust in thee.

Fyodor Stephanovich dominated the room with the careless ease that one would expect of a Prince among wolves.

I had the skills, and making myself hate them would have been a real waste of time and energy.

Is that so surprising, that you should be desirable?

She tossed her hair behind her shoulder. Not a coquette's gesture, but a queen's.

Two years of finishing school not entirely wasted. I can manage an imperious exit.

Sometimes it helps to remind them you're not a drone.