Quotes About Courage

Elizabeth George Speare

For Prudence was an entirely different child from the woebegone shrinking creature who had stood in the roadway outside the school. The tight little bud that was the real Prudence had steadily opened its petals in the sunshine of Kit's friendship and Hannah's gentle affection.

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glancing defiantly from one hostile face to another, Kit found a

Jesus? she breathed. Into Jesus' face came the old smle with which he had so often looked at the children who crowded around him. It is--all right? she whispered. It is all right, Jesus answered. Do not be afraid.

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Watching Prudence, Kit suddenly felt a queer prickling along her spine There was something different about her. The child's head was up. Her eyes were fastened levelly on the magistrate. Prudence was not afraid!

Miriam felt astonished at herself. It was a new thing for her to step out so independently. Somehow, in the past month a tough little root of determination had been growing in her. Whether it was strong enough to support the desperate plan she had undertaken she would soon find out.

Faith is walking face-first and full-speed into the dark. If we truly knew all the answers in advance as to the meaning of life and the nature of God and the destiny of our souls, our belief would not be a leap of faith and it would not be a courageous act of humanity; it would just be... a prudent insurance policy.

The problem, simply put, is that we cannot choose everything simultaneously. So we live in danger of becoming paralyzed by indecision, terrified that every choice might be the wrong choice.

Faith is belief in what you cannot see or prove or touch. Faith is walking face-first and full-speed into the dark.

at some point in a woman's life, she just gets tired of being ashamed all the time. After that, she is free to become whoever she truly is.

Be the weirdo who dares to enjoy.

The Bhagavad Gita—that ancient Indian Yogic text—says that it is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else's life with perfection. So now I have started living my own life. Imperfect and clumsy as it may look, it is resembling me now, thoroughly.

So this, I believe, is the central question upon which all creative living hinges: Do you have the courage to bring forth the treasures that are hidden within you?

It seems to me that the less I fight my fear, the less it fights back. If I can relax, fear relaxes, too.

I am stronger than depression and I am braver than loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.

Everything really is going to be okay. (And if not okay, then at least comic.)

perfectionism is just fear in fancy shoes and a mink coat

living a life that is driven more strongly by curiosity than by fear.

Own your disappointment, acknowledge it for what it is, and move on.

Attraversiamo (meaning Lets cross over in Italian)

Sometimes out hearts are broken so new light can get in.

Basically, your fear is like a mall cop who thinks he's a Navy SEAL: He hasn't slept in days, he's all hopped up on Red Bull, and he's liable to shoot at his own shadow in an absurd effort to keep everyone "safe.