Quotes About Fortitude

This is the mark of a really admirable man: steadfastness in the face of trouble.

Never meet trouble half-way.

I've been in a lot of trouble and come out of it. I think it shows a lot of good character.

The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

In tough times, that's when you see true colours and personality.

A true champion will fight through anything.

True courage is a result of reasoning. A brave mind is always impregnable.

I've got a good chin, trust me.

Brave, bold men, these are what we want. What we want is vigour in the blood, strength in the nerves, iron muscles and nerves of steel, not softening namby-pamby ideas.

You have to fight, you have to have courage for what you really want

I, for one, love strength, daring, fortitude. I do not want people to kill the fight in them; I want them to fight for right things.

You know the sting of losing or not getting something you badly want. When that happens show what you are made of.

Be as soft as possible, if something good and wise wants to shape you; be as hard as possible, if something bad and foolish wants to shape you!

Stop worrying about whether they can handle it. You want the truth? Your kid is hardier than you are... Kids are tough.

Whenever you're in a position to win, you don't want to let it go.

I have a number of famous quotes, and one of them is, if you get knocked down, get back up again. I don't really feel like I want to let anything ultimately defeat me.

Better off dead than giving in; not taking what you want.

I'm not a "what if." I want to just do it, try it, give it my all, and if it's not meant to be, I can accept that. But I had to do it.

I'm not a victim - I never want to be perceived that way.

it is human nature to transform loss into a virtue.

Armour encumbers, restricts the body and soul within it. But it also protects. Blows are blunted Feelings lose their edge, leaving us to suffer naught but a plague of bruises, and after a time, bruises fade.

It was amazing what could be endured when in the grip of inertia.

The harder the world the fiercer the honor

Kallor never failed such moments. Let the curse flail him, strike him down; let defeat batter him again and again. He would just get back up, shake the dust off, and begin once more. He knew the world was damned.