Quotes About Bravery

Imagine how free we would feel and what we could accomplish if we could live without fear.

And who would be willing to travel through hundreds of miles of wilderness, risking capture, carrying a letter telling the French to retreat? A young Virginian volunteered. George Washington, only twenty-one years old... found a wilderness guide and a translator to accompany him and set off...

Courage. Whatever the storm, we must remain invincible.

Fear isn't a bad travel companion. Sometimes, it saves your life.

I cannot keep to the point. Perhaps I am afraid. It is not easy for me to admit that. My courage is one of the few things about myself that I do not doubt. It is one of the things in which I believe . . . But I would be crazy not to be afraid now.

Feel the fear and do it anyway. Fear is just part of the process of doing something new. We need to feel it, drop stories attached to it, and step through it.

There are many people who do not know what some of the colored women did during the war. There were hundreds of them who assisted the Union soldiers by hiding them and helping them to escape.

For three or four days the men fought the fire, saving the property and effects of the people, yet these white men and women could not tolerate our black Union soldiers, for many of them had formerly been their slaves; and although these brave men risked life and limb to assist them in their distress, men and even women would sneer and molest them whenever they met them.

Quando non si ha scelta almeno si abbia coraggio

Oh, man. Yeah, Wes was going to kill him. But before he did, Bobby would ask them to put four words on his tombstone : It Was Worth It.

You know, it's not about not being afraid—it's about taking action despite the fear," he pointed out. "That's called courage.

If you want," he told her, "the dog'll go." "I want." "The dog really scares you that much?" She held out her hand, tried to hold it steady but couldn't. "No, I always shake like this.

Yeah, Wes was going to kill him. But before he did, Bobby would ask them to put four words on his tombstone: It Was Worth It.

Suzanne Brockmann

I'm so sorry," I whisper. I lean forward and kiss him. His eyelashes flutter and he looks at me through a haze of opiates. "Hey, Catnip." "Hey, Gale," I say. "Thought you'd be gone by now," He says. My choices are simple. I can die like a quarry in the woods or I can die here beside Gale. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble." "Me, too," Gale says. He just manages a smile before the drugs pull him back under.

You're not afraid I'll kill you tonight?" "Like I couldn't take you.

We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.

Why don't I just pretend I'm on camera, Plutarch?" I say. "Yes! Perfect. One is always much braver with an audience," he says. "Look at the courage Peeta just displayed!" It's all I can do not to slap him.

Flight is essential, but I can't let my fear show.

Courage only counts when you can count.

Do it. Before they send those mutts back or something. I don't want to die like Cato," he says. "Then you shoot me," I say furiously, shoving the weapons back at him. "You shoot me and go home and live with it!" And as I say it, I know death right here, right now would be the easier of the two.

Right before the explosions begin, I find a star.

Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun…

And it's all my fault, Gale. Because of what I did in the arena. If I had just killed myself with those berries, none of this would've happened. Peeta could have come home and lived, and everyone else would have been safe, too." "Safe to do what?" he says in a gentler tone. "Starve? Work like slaves? Send their kids to the reaping? You haven't hurt people – you've given them an opportunity. They just have to be brave enough to take it.