Quotes About Courage

I remember her words to me when I left school: Your mind will be your comfort. It is, sometimes. And sometimes it isn't.

People have maladies of all kinds, she says, and if they have any sense, they don't waste time whining about them. "We all have our burdens to bear," she says. "You know what yours is, now. That's good. You'll never be surprised by it.

tough and weird is preferable to pathetic and vulnerable...

she knows from experience that tough and weird is preferable to pathetic and vulnerable, and she wears her Goth persona like armor.

She felt her fear unspooling like a tight fist opening. It was as if she'd been standing on a precipice and suddenly tipped forward. There was no point in feeling afraid. She was already falling, falling through the air, and her future, whatever it held, was rushing up to meet her.

It's brave to resist the pull of the familiar. To be selfish about your own needs. I wrestle with that every day.

Molly learned long ago that a lot of the heartbreak and betrayal that other people fear their entire lives, she has already faced. Father dead. Mother off the deep end. Shuttled around and rejected time and time again. And still she breathes and sleeps and grows taller. She wakes up every morning and puts on clothes. So when she says it's okay, what she means is that she knows she can survive just about anything. And

Molly learned long ago that a lot of the heartbreak and betrayal that other people fear their entire lives, she has already faced...So when she says it's okay, what she means is that she knows she can survive just about anything.

Christina Baker Kline

Maybe, I think, someone here will want me. Maybe I'll have a life I've never dared to imagine, in a bright, snug house where there is plenty to eat—warm cake and milky tea with as much sugar as I please. But I am quaking as I make my way up the stairs to the stage.

Al trasladarse de un río a otro, los wabanakis tenían que acarrear sus canoas y el resto de sus posesiones. Todos conocían el valor de viajar ligero y comprendían que ello requería dejar atrás algunas cosas. El miedo, con frecuencia la carga más difícil de abandonar, era lo que más entorpecía el movimiento. BUNNY MCBRIDE, Women of the Dawn

Pusillanimous. Talisman.

Christina Baker Kline

Despite the landlord's disapproval, the sweltering heat, the gloomy rooms, and the cacophony of strange noises, so unfamiliar to my country ears, I felt another swell of hope.

Test your limits. Learn what you can endure. I am doing that. As

Courage is not my leading virtue. I've always avoided change of any sort, operating on the principle of safety first. I married a "safe" man. I've made my living performing humdrum work, work that bored other people so much that they'd pay someone else to do it.

you can be pinpricked to death,' said Marta. 'I think the Chinese have a torture along those lines.

Sometimes it's more terrible and more stupid to sit, paralyzed, as events slip past you. A certain kind of guardian angel must watch over fools as they rush in.

Way beyond the calls for equal pay, self-sovereignty, choice, politi­cal, legal and educational equality, as woman we each need to search our souls, grieve the enormity of what has befallen us, then find new ways to step outside the shame, to channel the outrage into outlets for progress. We need to cease identification with our oppressors so that we may lift up other women and learn the powerful word that means "no.

The only person who fears nothing is one who has nothing to lose.

As long as we can tell stories about our ability to survive, the more we will hope, not self-destruct.

The entire gamut of scandal, hate, and lying is prepared for a poor man in this world who dares to work for the truth. That is why they got rid of me too: they feared me, for wickedness fears Truth.

Los pesados bombarderos rusos pasaban por encima de las casas con un sonido de trueno y soltaban sus proyectiles al azar, buscando al enemigo que jugaba a las escondidas con ellos. En éste juego macabro de gallina ciega, éramos nosotros los que estábamos vendados. Con los ojos cerrados, la cara escondida entre las manos, acechábamos el paso de los aviones y nuestros dedos temblorosos palpaban ansiosamente lo muros chorreantes.

The crowd had broken into song, not in unison, but in a medley of rhythms and melodies. They sang in many Old World tongues, and clapped and drummed. They played on homemade instruments previously proscribed, and clicked their tongues and whistled. These were secret songs, learned from illegal sources, or composed and played in dark, hidden places. These were songs they had been prepared to die for.