Quotes About Courage

I inhale hope with every breath I take.

There's not a man alive who doesn't know fear, Dickon. The brave man is the one who has learned to hide it, that's all

Fear, the worst of all enemies, can be effectively cured by forced repetition of acts of courage.

Doing enough is never enough. Being enough is never enough. Success requires a higher level of action, drive, and commitment. Put your fears aside and dare to do what others believe cannot be done. If you believe what you're doing matters and surround yourself with the right people who buy into your purpose and goal, you too can rewrite your legacy.

I dare because I must. Who will dare for me, if I dare not dare for myself?

In an ally, considerations of house, clan, planet, race are insignificant beside two prime questions, which are: 1. Can he shoot? 2. Will he aim at your enemy? — From Cantra yos'Phelium's Log Book (quoted in many

Running out of Night) ...is a story that respects this pivotal era of American history, a story that reveals the pain, the courage, and the hope that eventually changed the world.–Middle Shelf : Cool Reads for Kids magazine

An Underground Railroad story with a distinctive flavor. –Booklist

Very different from other middle grade of YA stories I've read about slaves running during the 1800s. – Wandering Librarian

Stella's father hesitated. "Georgia supports me, but she was a mite trembly this morning. I brought Stella though."He squeezed her shoulders affectionately. "I don't want to just tell her about bravery--I want to show her what it looks like.

Never be afraid to be honest and stand up for what is right, Stella," he said pointedly. "Just remember to balance your courage with wisdom.

What's the sense of living if you're ashamed of yourself? Stella's father said almost to himself.

Qué harías si pudieras volar? -preguntó la señora mientras desviaba la vista del pájaro y la posaba en mí. -¿Es una pregunta para el concurso? -escribí con una sonrisa. -Creo que ya estudiamos todo -respondió sonriendo entre dientes. -Tendría miedo de lanzarme -tecleé. -¿Por temor a caer? -preguntó. -No. Por temor a que la sensación de volar me resultara demasiado agradable -me llevó mucho tiempo escribir eso.

Ain't gonna let nobody turn me round, Turn me round, turn me round. Ain't gonna let nobody turn me round. Gonna keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marching up to freedom land.

Her mother gave her a piece of warm biscuit and a hug before they left. "Stones don't cry, child. Remember that," was all she said.

Stella expected to see fire in Mr. Spencer's eyes, fire like the flames that had made tinder of his house. Instead his eyes were soft, gentle, and brown like the earth. "I have to show them they didn't destroy me," he said simply.

by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor and The Giver by Lois Lowry. And

I wondered if I were blown to Oz with my dog, what would we ask the wizard for? Hmmm. Brains? I've got plenty. Courage? Butterscotch is scared of nothing! A heart? We've got lots of heart, me and my pup. So what would I ask for? I'd like to sing like the Cowardly Lion and dance like the Tin Man. Neither one of them did those things very well, but that would be good enough for me.

Sharon M. Draper

Mentre guardavo il film mi domandai che cosa avremmo chiesto al mago, se io e il mio cane fossimo stati trasportati ad Oz. Mmm, vediamo un po'. Cervello? Ne ho da vendere. Coraggio? Cubik non ha paura di niente! Un cuore? Io e la mia cucciola abbiamo un cuore grande così. Che cosa avrei chiesto, allora? Mi piacerebbe cantare come il Leone Codardo e danzare come l'Uomo di Latta. Nessuno dei due lo faceva molto bene, ma a me sarebbe bastato.

I think when we feel scared, they feel strong.

I think when get scared, they feel strong.'--Stella

Sharon Mills Draper

I can tell you we were right, our bodies were right, life was really going to be that good, that pleasurable in every cell. Suddenly I remember the exact look of your body, but better than that the bright corners of your eyes, or the light of your face, the rich Long Island puppy-fat of your thighs, or the slick chino of your pants bright in the corners of my eyes, I remember your extraordinary act of courage in loving me