Quotes About Courage

I turned the key in the ignition and pulled away from the curb. "What will you do if you see Mo?" "I'll snatch the little fucker up by his gonads and squash him into the trunk of my car.

I'll go first," Grandma said, taking the Maglite and forging ahead. "I'm already too old to die young.

May misfortune follow us for the rest of our lives, but never catch up-Nicolas Fox, The Heist

Sure, I know that," Lula said. "Nothing scares you. You're a big badass bounty hunter." "Damn right," I said. And then I concentrated on not hyperventilating.

Okay, let's try

You're going to send me down first?" "I thought you would want to go down first." "I want to go down never.

She switched the headlamp on and saw bats clinging to the side of the cave inches from her face. Someone whimpered. She supposed it was her. She switched the lamp off and played out the rope, dropping more slowly, trying to control the whimpering.

Janet Evanovich

came out alive," Kate said.

Janet Evanovich

Seneca, the Roman philosopher. Sometimes, even to live is an act of courage.

that was her edge. her secret weapon. she didnt give a shit.

The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.

I wanted to tell her not to entertain despair like this. Despaire wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favorite music, find it a comfortable chair. Despair was the enemy. -white oleander

We received our colouring from the Norsemen, hairy savages who hacked their gods to pieces and hung the flesh from trees. We are the ones who sacked Rome. Fear only feeble old age and death in bed. Don't forget who you are.

I wanted to tell her not to entertain despair like this. Despair wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favourite music, find it a comfortable chair. Despair was the enemy.

To dare to see is to steal fire from the Gods. This is mankind's destiny, the engine which fuels us as a race. Three cheers for Eve.

They can't touch us. We're the Vikings. We go into battle without armor for the flush and the blood of it.

I cut a shred from my heart and dangled it on a homemade hook before her.

I wanted to tell her not to entertain despair like this. Despair wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favorite music, find it a comfortable chair. Despair was the enemy.

But things coming out of her, visible to the world? It was in a strange way another loss. You gave things away you couldn't afford to lose. Private things. You showed yourself and you couldn't take it back.

I wished I could draw the way her broad-shouldered body threw a shadow on the moonpale dust. How brave she looked just then.

What if he…" But I didn't want to say die…dying was a matter for professionals, not poets.

I wanted to tell her not to entertain despair like this. Despair wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favorite music, find it a comfortable chair. Despair was the enemy. It frightened me for Claire to bare her needs so openly. If a person needed something badly, it was my experience that it would surely be taken away. I didn't need to put mirrors on the roof to know that.