Quotes About Courage

Because not to fear was to imagine a world beyond experience. And that was too much for anybody.

Because courage, survival, love—all these things didn't live in one man. They lived in them all or they died and every man with them; they had come to believe that to abandon one man was to abandon themselves.

Fuck God, he had actually wanted to say. Fuck God for having made this world, fucked be His name, now and for fucking ever, fuck God for our lives, fuck God for not saving us, fuck God for not fucking being here and for not fucking saving the men burning on the fucking bamboo.

Billy Gould has always felt if something was worth doing, it was worth doing badly. Worry about doing it too well, he believed, & you may well be crippled by your ambition

that life can't be escaped and must be faced entirely.

My always needn't be forever. I'm ready for the plunge, nervy as a cliff-diver. Though if down the line things go rotten we can both climb the cliffs again. Life is long.

No te niegues a las cosas, y asegúrate de tener siempre algo que no te importe perder. Eso es importante.

I don't care to see Dr. Stopler and have my weaknesses vetted. My weaknesses, after all, have taken me this far.

Richard Hough

Richard Hough

Well, fuck them. Make it personal.

If you don't know the men at your back by name, don't be surprised if they won't follow you into battle. On the other hand, don't be surprised if they will, either, because there are countless other factors you must take into account. Leadership is a slippery commodity, not easily manufactured or understood.

Running away just makes your arse a bigger target.

Men were like blades, they would all break sooner or later, you included. But you looked around at the men you led, and in their eyes you saw what kind of steel you had to hand, how it had been forged and tempered, what blows, if any, it would take.

We're all bound for the Sky Road, sooner or later. How we walk it depends on how we walked in the world beneath. So you don't sit on your arse whining and waiting for your death to come find you. You go looking for it. Track the fucker down, force the issue. You walk, Archidi, you find the strength to walk, and you keep walking till you drop. Now some men don't have that strength, so you have to lend it to them.

Do I look like a fucking slave to you?" he asked them. And though, finally, they would bring him down with sheer weight of numbers, none who heard him ask that question lived to see the dawn.

And though, finally, they would bring him down with sheer weight of numbers, none who heard him ask that question lived to see the dawn.

Do I look like a fucking slave to you? he asked them. And though, finally, they would bring him down with sheer weight of numbers, none who heard him ask that question lived to see the dawn.

The eyes are dim, but a single bright glimmer tracks down one weathered cheek. Ringil— Gil shakes his head. 's okay. Thanks for the krin. Going to be a big help. He slings the Ravensfriend up and over his shoulder, walks away from the god and down the slope towards the waiting dwenda. After all , he calls back. Worse fates than being forced into a place where your choice of acts is limited to those where your soul burns brightest .

I said—do you want to kill a fucking dragon?" More yells, and more punch behind them this time. Egar eased up out of his crouch and filled his lungs. "I can't hear you! Do you—or do you not—want to kill—a motherfucking dragon?

but fuck it, you've got to make a stand somewhere. And a man can stave off his own death wish for only so long.

Voltar dos mortos pode ser dureza.

The odds are pretty good in favour of no one ever finding you. Space, as textbooks are given to saying, is big.

That's how you fight wars, after all—with soldiers who are more afraid of stepping out of line than they are of dying on the battlefield.