Quotes About Courage

He looked him right in the eyes and saw a man who was great and good and human, who had done extraordinary things and terrible things and been broken and reassembled as a shell, only then to do the bravest thing of all: He had kept on living, though there are easier paths to take.

Never repent of your own goodness, child. To stay true in the face of evil is a feat of strength.

Be a Samurai. Because you just never know what's behind the freaking sky.

Be your own place of safety, she told herself, straightening. No crossbar in the world could protect her from what lay ahead, and neither could a tiny knife ticked in her boot - though there her tiny knife would most certainly remain - and neither could a man, not even Akiva. She had to be her own strength, complete unto herself.

Hope is the real magic, child.

Anyone who takes on my sister," he had postured once, all puffed-out bravado, "will have to deal with ...my sister." And then he'd dived behind her and cowered.

War is all we've been taught, but there are other ways to live. We can find them, Akiva. We can invent them. This is the beginning, here." She touched his chest and felt a rush of love for the heart that moved his blood, for his smooth skin and his scars and his unsoldierly tenderness. She took his hand and pressed it to her breast and said, "We are the beginning.

I'm starting to question our choice of life skills," she whispered to him. "I know. Why aren't we samurai?" "Let's be samurai," she said.

It was a different life out here, but make no mistake: Lazlo was every bit the dreamer he had always been, if not more. He might have left his books, but he carried all his stories with him.

To stay true in the face of evil is a feat of strength.

Her courage was a guise. She wondered if courage always was, or if there were those who truly felt no fear.

I'm lucky I'm even alive," she announced. "When I was little, I sucked on duck eyeballs.

He'd sooner die trying to hold the world on his shoulders than running away. Better always to run toward. And so he did.

She wanted to be free, and if she could never be free, at least she wanted to be brave - brave enough not to sell herself, no matter what the payment, or the cost of refusing.

She stabbed him in the armpit, deep, and he dropped his sword. And died. So that's what is feels like, she thought as her boldness gave away to trembling. It feels awful.

The audacity to love. Do you know what a gift that is?

Eril-Fane let out a slow breath. "Were you afraid of the dark as a child?" A chill snaked up Lazlo's spine. He thought again of the crypt at the abbey, and the nights locked in with dead monks. "Yes," he said simply. "Even when you knew, rationally, that there was nothing in it that could harm you." "Yes." "Well. We are all children in the dark, here in Weep.

Nunca te arrepientas de tu propia bondad, pequeña. Mantener la sinceridad frente al mal es una muestra de fuerza. -Brimstone

Head held high, she stepped toward the block and sank to her knees, and it was then that Akiva started to scream. His voice soared over the pandemonium - a scream to scour the souls of all gathered, a sound to drive ghosts from their nests.

Oye! Puede que mi cuerpo sea pequeño, pero mi espíritu es grande. Por eso llevo zapatos con plataforma. Para estar a la altura de mi alma.

Be an unstoppable force. Write with an imaginary machete strapped to your thigh. This is not wishy-washy, polite, drinking-tea-with-your-pinkie-sticking-out stuff. It's who you want to be, your most powerful self. Write your books. Finish them, then make them better. Find the way. No one will make this dream come true for you but you.

Érase una vez una niña que creció entre monstruos. Pero los ángeles incendiaron las puertas hacia su mundo, y ella quedó completamente sola.

Milquetoast girls raised on princess stories might sit tight and bat their eyelashes in desperate Morse code--notice me, like me, please--but I am not that girl.

So while his uncle taunted him, probing for a weak spot-it wasn't enough to kill; he had to torment - Akiva heard what he said, but none of it touched him. It was like threatening darkness at the break of day.