Quotes About Courage

I was too scared to talk, but I was more scared to not talk.

This is what they call "hitting rock bottom," and they call it that because it rocks.

And they're right—what could be scarier, stupider, than staying together? How else could you totally guarantee that you would always have reasons to be terrified?

I hate when people question my ability to get from one place to another without mutilating myself. It's tantamount to saying, "Try to get home without screwing it up like last time, dummy," or "Farewell, for I may never see you again, given the mortality that awaits us all like a crouching panther.

If I had my way, the story would end here. Renée was always braver. She always wanted to know what happens next.

When you want to start living, what do you do? How do you start? Where do you go?

I was afraid that I'd just ruined everything; it was the first time either of us had ever promised anything. But it felt all right. I guess making little promises made us braver about the bigger ones.

The only heroic act one can fucking well pull out of the bag in a situation like that is to get on with life and derive some joy from the very simple pleasure of remaining alive, despite every attempt being made to kill you.

Renee loved to do things. That was mysterious to me, since I was more comfortable talking about things and never doing them. She liked passion. She liked adventure. I cowered from passion and talked myself out of adventure.

Brother Jim loved to talk about how Jesus wasn't a pussy.

People who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.

There weren't many people in this world who would let you be vulnerable and still believe you were strong.

I'd be a monster fighter who rode the bus. It didn't get any more bad-ass than that.

Look at the ex-demon with his big boy pants on now.

Good Samaritans: Truth, justice and the American way–for them it wasn't only a comic book code; it was a way of life. it was admirable, courageous, and inconvenient as shit. -Stefan, CHIMERA

Wouldn't you leave a light on? Knowing what I knew and not knowing anything else at all, why would I want the darkness where the monsters hide? Because killers hide there too.

Everyone has something in their life, in their world, that can break them.

The guy had guts—I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.

Get a grip, change your shorts, and move on to the task at hand.

in a world of monsters, you had to be a ghost to survive.

Sitting Bull on the plains of the Yellowstone and his pursuit of Geronimo

In Cody's version

ROBERT A. CARTER

Robert A. Carter