Quotes About Strength

I'm sorry. But it's like you said, Emma...I don't have any claws.

Be brave. Live.

Mal: We're still flying. Simon: That's not much. Mal: It's enough - from Firefly

You're not friends. You'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood. Blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it. ~Spike~

I write to give myself a strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of.

Whatever makes you weird is probably your best asset.

I release you, fear, because you hold these scenes in front of me and I was born with eyes that can never close.

I need a song that will keep sky open in my mind. If I think behind me, I might break. If I think forward, I lose now.

Oh, you have choked me, but I gave you the leash. You have gutted me but I gave you the knife. You have devoured me, but I laid myself across the fire.

These are the ice horses, horses who entered through your head, and then your heart, your beaten heart. These are the ones who loved you. They are the horses who have held you so close that you have become a part of them, an ice horse galloping into fire.

It was impossible to make it through the tragedy Without poetry. What are we without winds becoming words?

Don't forget: hold somebody's hand through the dark.

When she broke on Earth, the light in her was not broken. We cannot break light, nor can we destroy it.

When the world as as knew it ended, we stood up again in the ruin, and found a way to keep walking through tears.

We will keep going despite dark Or a madman in a white house dream.

Those Old Ones followed me, the quiet girl with the long dark hair, The daughter of a warrior who wouldn't give up. I wasn't ready yet, to fling free the cross I ran and I ran through the 2 A.M. streets. It was my way of breaking free. I was anything but history. I was the wind.

I am always in danger.

Gather strength, pull it in Be right where you are.

These are the ones who escape after the last hurt is turned inward; they are the most dangerous ones.

I'm Legs Sadovsky I'm FOXFIRE I don't fuck around with guys.

The challenge is to resist circumstances. Any idiot can be happy in a happy place, but moral courage is required to be happy in a hellhole.

What madness! Yet she would do it, if she could force herself. She'd become, she believed, a stronger person: a willful, resolute. Like the man who adored her, reckless.

Yet there was something gratifyingly real about being called a bitch, a whore, a blond tramp. Where so much was a dreamy haze, anything promising to be real was bracing.

A hero can be fool, he's still a hero.