Quotes About Courage

His years as a policeman had taught him to be not fearless, only to disregard the fact of being afraid.

Her own mother had died when Anna was twelve and since then father and daughter had faced the world like a pair of nineteenth-century adventurers, a riverboat gambler, say, and his alibi girl.

When you're lost, the smartest thing to do is stay put till you're found, hollering if necessary

If your library is not unsafe, it probably isn't doing its job.

You should always be trying to write a poem you are unable to write, a poem you lack the technique, the language, the courage to achieve. Otherwise you're merely imitating yourself, going nowhere, because that's always easiest.

We must travel in the direction of our fear.

A ousadia necessária para quebrar o poder da intimidação precisa ser alimentada com o nosso amor por Deus. "Porque Deus não nos deu o espírito de temor [de intimidação], mas de poder, de amor e de moderação" (2 Tm 1:7). Como já disse, vi homens ungidos desistirem sob o peso da intimidação durante momentos de pressão.

The miracle isn't that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start.

Believe that you can run farther or faster. Believe that you're young enough, old enough, strong enough, and so on to accomplish everything you want to do. Don't let worn-out beliefs stop you from moving beyond yourself.

Do not be afraid to fail. Be afraid to accept that who you are right now is all you are going to be.

And then the room went very dark and somehow, despite the chaos that followed, Bruno found that he was still holding Shmuel's hand in his own and nothing in the world would have persuaded him to let it go.

Don't you ever think,' he asked cautiously, 'that it would be better to be a bully than to be bullied? At least that way no one could ever hurt you.' Katarina turned to him in amazement. 'No,' she said definitively, shaking her head. 'No Pieter, I never think that, not for a moment.

I suppose you wish you'd won the war." I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, Mr. Darcy-Witt," I said, as if I were explaining something obvious to a child. "No one wins a war.

Something must be done. Not just for him but for all the Pierrots out there. The Führer will destroy the whole country if he's not stopped. The whole of Europe. He says that he is illuminating the minds of the German people—but no, he is the darkness at the center of the world.

I've always considered myself to be the sturdy type. You know, the sort who can put up with any unpleasant situation if I have to.

Não", disse Bruno rapidamente, pois sempre tentava ser honesto e sabia que, se hesitasse mesmo que por um momento, não teria mais coragem de dizer o que pensava.

E então o cômodo ficou escuro e de alguma maneira, apesar do caos que se seguiu, Bruno percebeu que ainda estava segurando a mão de Shmuel entre as suas e nada no mundo o teria convencido a soltá-la.

Al mal tiempo, buena cara.»

It starts in the schoolyard, with small boys fighting among each other. In the 1930s, the Reich found a people to hate. Now, twenty years later, it's us who are hunted down. When they discover one of us, they bring us to a courtroom so the world can hear of our crimes but, really, all they want is to shoot us, hang us, kill us in any way they can. We're all just trying to survive.

Ein Junge, der bereit war, neue Menschen kennenzulernen. Ein Junge, der neue Abenteuer erleben wollte. Und vor allem: ein Junge der stolz darauf war, anders zu sein.

We must give up our delusional false selves and ego defenses to find the vital and precious core of ourselves.

We must risk reaching out and looking for nonshaming relationships if we are to heal our shame. There is no other way.

Remember that toxic shame is the root of all addiction. Twelve Step groups literally were born out of the courage of two people risking coming out of hiding. One alcoholic person (Bill W.) turned to another alcoholic person (Dr. Bob) and they told each other how bad they really felt about themselves.

Feelings of excitement and curiosity become bound in shame, and the child's courage and enthusiasm are severely limited. Toxic shame takes on the face of apathy or cowardice at this stage. Describing the impact of her father's incest, the poet Mary Oliver writes in her poem "Rage": "And you see how the child grows—timidly, crouching in corners.