Quotes About Courage

I hammered him with my fists. He just stood and took it. He didn't suffer graciously, he looked pissed off to no end. But he let me hit him. And he didn't hit me back.

A lamb in a city of wolves.

I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies.

Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.

Gazelles didn't lie down with lions, at least not unbloodied and alive.

We're taking back the night

Karen Marie Moning

Things never stop going wrong. Life isn't about waiting for peace to arrive, it's about learning to thrive in the midst of war. There's always another one on the way

Maybes are anchors you chain to your own feet. Right before you leap off the boat into the ocean.

Safety is a fence, and fences are for sheep. I would rather die at twenty-two, knowing the truth, then live in a cage of lies for a hundred years.

The single greatest advantage anyone can take into any battle is hope.

No way. I'm not going in there. I draw the line at grave-robbing, Barrons. It's not your pen.

Hope builds a stairway to Heaven. Fear opens an abyss to Hell.

When everything else is gone, balls are all any of us really have left. The question is: are yours made of flesh and blood, or steel?

Things never stop going wrong. Life isn't about waiting for peace to arrive, it's about learning to thrive in the midst of war. There's always another one on the way." He

I wake up every day with a single imperative: live. By any means necessary. The only way Death will ever get his slimy bastard hands on me is over my dead body.

There aren't many sins in my bible. Giving up is the greatest one of all.

My breathing was shallow and my hands were fists. 'Oh, yes, I'm going to have to kill you Barrons.' I said coolly, Partly because, for the most miniscule sliver of an instant, while looking at those handcuffs, I'd imagined myself climbing back into bed and pretending I wasn't cured yet.

But we have to— No we don't. But we can't— Yes we can. But she doesn't— She'll figure it out. But it's— Not your fault and not your problem. But I'm the one— Bloody hell, Ms. Lane, how many "buts" are you going to throw at me besides the only one I want?

Hope strengthens. Fear kills. It's how you go on that defines you

Karen Marie Moning

Fear and doubt are major stampeders.

I'd rather be fearless and criticized than fearful and approved of. That's the bloody choice sometimes.

At the very last moment, just before its lips claimed hers, its grip on her face relaxed slightly and she did the only thing she could think of: She head-butted it. Snapped her head back, then forward again, and bashed it square in the face as hard as she could. So hard, in fact, that it made her woozy and gave her an instant migraine, making her wonder how Jean-Claude Van Damme always managed to coolly continue fighting after such a stunt. Obviously, movies lied.