Quotes About Courage

It can be scary facing the unknown.

it seems like a disaster, but somehow it all comes together at the last minute, and you make it through.

Euripides long ago said, 'who dares not speak his free thought is a slave.' I nominated myself as an 'infidel' as a challenge to thought for those who are asleep.

Generosity is a mark of bravery, so all Sioux boys were taught to be generous.

Now all these virtues mean one thing, and that is bravery. A Sioux boy was taught to be brave always. It was not sufficient to be brave enough to go to war. He must be brave enough to make personal sacrifices and to think little of personal gain. To be brave was the supreme test of a Sioux boy, and this bravery might receive a greater test in times of peace than in times of war.

Witchcraft is a way of life for individuals, not the masses, and there's no point in you coming toward the Craft if you are a wimp, a follower, a coward, or a fool, as sorcery is both a practice and a priesthood, and it is not a garment that can be discarded when the going gets tough.

Desejo, sonho e medo, o amor é um salto sem rede entre a razão e a magia. (E só assim vale a pena).

Mas é necessário cortar com o que ele eventualmente tem de sufocante: pois pode ser também jaula, voragem, fundo de poço. Se ficarmos demais presos, teremos de nos puxar pelos próprios cabelos para outro espaço onde mesmo com susto e incertezas a gente possa respirar e decidir o que fazer agora.

Quit looking at your inability. Nothing is impossible with God, and you will find a clear path ahead if you look at him instead.

I've never wanted a quiet life.

A reformer is one who sets forth cheerfully toward sure defeat.

One gains courage from the one in front of her and moves forward a few steps, passing her by just a little. Now the one farthest back gains courage from the one in front and moves forward until she, in turn, is the leader. And so in this way, taking courage from one another, they advance, as a group, towards the strange thing in front of them.

They feared Me because I feared Nothing.

They [the slaves] have stabbed themselves for freedom—jumped into the waves for freedom—starved for freedom—fought like very tigers for freedom! But they have been hung, and burned, and shot—and their tyrants have been their historians!

Já que é preciso aceitar a vida, que seja então corajosamente

Ontem um velhinho de oitenta e dois anos atravessou o Canal da Mancha, vupt! vupt! nadando. A múmia chegou inteira e ainda pediu um conhaque.

I am not afraid to trust myself, my friends, or the heathen in the hands of him whose mercy endureth forever.

He who says, "I know no fear," is no hero. No man knows courage unless he does know fear, and has that in him which is superior to fear, and conquers it.

Who would not chose to have been one of God's three hundred? But when he brings us to the Spring of Trembling, how rarely we covet the post of honor. How we shrink from the battle of the present, even while we honor the heroism that courted it in the past. Every era has its battle. God's trumpet calls to-day, as Gideon's did, for recruits. Enter the ranks.

God conducts all his campaigns upon analogous principles. The emancipation of mankind is always wrought out by a forlorn hope. God is not on the side of the strong battalions. In moral conflicts, at least, numbers never count. Only the few have faith in God and courage in his cause; and faith and courage alone gain the battle.

The experience of personal communication with God is as universal as the human race. Appreciation of the divine presence is more common than appreciation of art, music, or literature. Men and women who do not respond to music, see no beauty in pictures, never read, and could not understand literature if it were read to them, yet find comfort in sorrow, strength in temptation, courage in danger, and added joy in their enjoyments from the sense of a Father's presence.

Courage is the Christian's coronation. There is no crown without it.

My mother is bold in her caused," George said. "We have never had a runaway slave come to our door, but I too would help him. My mother and I were forced to leave North Carolina when we freed our slaves. The anger our former neighbors and friends turned on us told us much. When a person does what is right, it stirs the rage of those who will not turn from doing the same evil.

On the face of it, no one could have been less equipped for the job than these gently nurtured girls who walked straight out of Edwardian drawingrooms into the manifold horrors of the First World War.