Quotes About Weakness

They know your weakness and they know how to hit the lowest. It's when your back is turned and your guard is down that they move in for the kill.-Kyrian

What do you want me to say? he asked, his voice sharp and moody. That I had a moment of weakness when I saw it?That for an instant I felt the pang of being homesick? Yeah, I did. There, you now know the Dark-Hunter who has no soul has a heart. Are you happy? I already knew you had a heart. He stopped at a red light and looked at her. A fierce frown creased his brow as if he were trying to figure her out. Believe it or not, she continued, it shows in everything you do.

The first year I was sober was probably the worst year of my life. My immune system was screwed. I completely isolated myself. I was weak all the time. I didn't know who I was.

Life comes from death, and weakness teaches us strength.

How to raise this dead level of theistic belief is really a matter of life and death for all denominations. Therefore their tolerance; but it is a tolerance not of understanding; but of weakness.

It is necessary to do a systems analysis of your life. Look at where you gain power and where you lose power.

There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.

An enemy always represents a weakness. This might be fear of physical pain, but it could also be a premature sense of victory or the desire to abandon the fight because it is no longer worthwhile.

In the movies, I kill guys with an axe. In real life, I can't control a nine-year-old girl.

We do not take much warning of our own mortality in seeing others die, nor of our own weakness in seeing others break down: we think we feel the springs of life stronger in us.

It is only possible through the fact that sympathy for the general life and suffering of mankind is very weakly developed in the individual.

Only the strong knew what suffering was. The weak never found themselves in the strong webs; the strong man was the one who found himself day and night bound and struggling, so that the work he did, the plotting and the owning and the buying, the decisions he made—and in a large family there had been many to make—were often hard-fibered.

When your weakness are your strengths, you cry.

The power of women! I've never felt so full of mysterious power. Men are a joke. We're so weak physically, so helpless with things. Still, even today. But we're stronger than they are. We can stand their cruelty. They can't stand ours.

We do not need to be mighty when we are faced with weakness." - Ezekyle Abaddon

These things I shall remember by the way, and often they may seem to be the very tale itself, as when I was living them in happiness and sorrow. But now that I can see it all as from a lonely hilltop, I know it was the story of a mighty vision given to a man too weak to use it; of a holy tree that should have flourished in a people's heart with flowers and singing birds, and now is withered; and of a people's dream that died in bloody snow.

IF A SYSTEM CAN BE EXPLOITED, IT WILL BE. ANY SYSTEM CAN BE EXPLOITED. CHAPTER

We must also remember some of the key lessons of Scripture. In our weakness he is strong. He can use suffering to strengthen our character. He can use evil to accomplish good (precisely the nature of the discussion in the book of Habakkuk). God's sovereignty is demonstrated in that whatever personal or nonpersonal agents do, God takes it and turns it to his purpose.

But childhood was not all good, nor were its lessons. Good came with the bad, as dark did with light and weakness with strength. Nothing was simple or pure; everyone had secrets. What

He could never be anything more than what he was: the inheritor of weakness and unbridled emotion, a creature possessed by the past, and carrying its curse forever into the future--

Von Clausewitz («Toda guerra presupone la debilidad humana…») y de Sun Tzu («Dale a tus enemigos lo que esperan… esto los colocará en una situación de predictibilidad… mientras tú esperas el momento extraordinario, lo que ellos no pueden anticipar»)

My spirit is too weak—mortalityWeighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep,And each imagin'd pinnacle and steepOf godlike hardship, tells me I must dieLike a sick Eagle looking at the sky.

I begin to get a little acquainted with my own strength and weakness.—Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own Works.

Sarcasm... the protest of those who are weak.