Quotes About Bravery

I promise to shoot anything, human or monster, that threatens me while I'm gone'. He made the Boy Scout sign, three fingers to heaven. 'You can bail me out of jail and explain that i was just following orders'.

In this world I would rather live two days like a tiger than a hundred years like a sheep.

He did smile then, eyes gleaming. "You will never lose your nerve. Your life, probably, but never your nerve.

You're the scarest motherfucker in the room.

Laurell K. Hamilton

I've seen what a whip can do,' Jason said suddenly. 'Don't hurt them.' I stared at him. 'You don't strike me as the self-sacrificing kind.' He shrugged. 'We all have our moments.

Seni tan?madan önce cesaretin hiç korkmamak olduÄŸunu san?rd?m Anita .Sen bana cesaretin korkudan ölmene raÄŸmen yapman gerekeni yapmak olduÄŸunu öÄŸrettin.

I was still left with having to peel the tape off my arm, and the IV itself had to come out, mustn't forget that. "If you want it fast, I'll do it," Edward said. I nodded, and he ripped the tape off my arm along with the IV. "Ow!" He smiled. "Sissy." "Sociopath." Doctor

Non sono un premio. Non sono la principessa che dev'essere salvata dal drago. Il principe sono io e i mostri li ammazzo io.»

Because he'd scared me, I was mad at him. Illogical, but it was better to be mad than scared.

Because to gain your heart's desire you have to lose some part of your old life, your old self. To do that you have to have courage; without it, you can't make the leap.

Is it better to outmonster the monster or to be quietly devoured?

She is one of the bravest people I know, because when she's scared, or nervous, or so uncomfortable that she wants to do anything but what she has to do, she does it anyway. She taught me that you can only truly be brave if you're afraid, that without fear there is no bravery.

Bet I can blow a hole in your chest before you can crush my leg. You wouldn't dare. Why not? I asked. A touch of fear flowed through his eyes. I am the human servant of a council member. Not impressed, I said. Try door number two.

Scared would be better than stupid.

I killed Haven because he tried to kill Nathaniel, and that is not allowed. For that he had to die, because I looked into his eyes and knew that while he was alive, Nathaniel wasn't safe, and I'd do anything to keep him safe.

Nikolaos had killed Phillip and bitten me to prove how powerful she was. I bet she thought I'd be scared absolutely shitless of her. She was right on that. But I spend most of my waking hours confronting and destroying things that I fear. A thousand-year-old master vampire was a tall order, but a girl's got to have a goal.

I won't be alone with him, Livingston. He'll be alone with me.

Hey, Blake, do you really need to step outside?" Zerbrowski took my arm as if to lead me towards the door. "Thanks, but I'm fine." I looked him straight in his baby-browns and lied. He knew I was lying. I wasn't all right, but I'd make it. He released my arm, stepped back, and gave me a mock salute. "I love a tough broad." I smiled before I could stop it. "Go away, Zerbrowski.

Shaw mi squadrò da capo a piedi. "Davvero sei tanto brava a uccidere?" "Cerco di essere un bravo sbirro, cerco di essere un bravo soldatino e di obbedire agli ordini, fino a un certo punto. Alla fine però non sono un vero sbirro né un vero soldato. Sono un'assassina legalmente autorizzata. Sono la Sterminatrice.

If something scares you, no matter how small, you gotta face it because if you start failing on the small stuff eventually you'll fail on the big stuff.

We were U.S. Marshals. We hunted and killed the monsters. We did not run from them

Don't worry," said Lizzy brightly, dancing into the chamber in a peculiar costume that was part Robin Hood and part Paris frock. "I have my crossbow." Nicolas regarded the costume appreciatively. "That is a most unusual ensemble, mademoiselle. But becoming." "I know," said Lizzy. "And I still have my crossbow." Nicolas bowed his head in acknowledgment.

Why are we inspired by another person's courage? Maybe because it gives us the sweet and genuine surprise of discovering some trace, at least, of the same courage in ourselves.