Quotes About Strength

But I don't know how to fight. All I know how to do is stay alive.

I look in his eyes and I see he feeling scared of me. Well, good, I think. Let him feel what I felt.

What I love best about Shug is what she been through, I say. When you look in Shug's eyes you know she been where she been, seen what she seen, did what she did. And now she know.

Like, sick as she is, if a snake cross her path, she kill it.

Here's to all the children who grow up without their fathers. The world is full of us ... and some of us have managed anyhow!

But this hard work, let me tell you. He been there so long, he don't want to budge. He threaten lightening, floods and earthquakes. Us fight. I hardly pray at all. Every time I conjure up a rock, I throw it.

But she keep on. You got to fight. You got to fight. But I don't know how to fight. All I know how to do is stay alive.

When the axe came into the forest, the trees said the handle is one of us.

Dear God, Harpo ast his daddy why he beat me. Mr —— say, Cause she my wife. Plus, she stubborn. All women good for – he don't finish. He just tuck his chin over the paper like he do. Remind me of Pa.

LA RESISTENCIA ES EL SECRETO DE LA ALEGRÍA!, dice en grandes letras de molde. Hay un estruendo como si el mundo se quebrara y abriera. Vuelvo adentro. Ya no soy más. Y estoy satisfecha.

He say to tell the truth, Shug act more manly than most men. I mean she upright, honest. Speak her mind and the devil take the hindmost, he say. You know Shug will fight, he say. Just like Sofia. She bound to live her life and be herself no matter what.

Anger can also be a kind of wealth, she thought.

We will never regret having been born in this cruel time for we recognize it for what it is: the time of fullness of heart.

I am telling you Discouraged One we will win. And I will show you why. We are the offspring of the ignorantly discarded: we conjure sunrise with our smiles and provoke music out of trash. Who can completely disappear such genius?

A renglón seguido, empezó a mejorar. Y es que la maldad te mata, dice Sofia.

I'm pore, black, I may even be ugly, but dear God, I'm here! I'm here!

Well, you know how niggers is. Can't nobody tell 'em nothing even today. Can't be ruled. Every nigger you see got a kingdom in his head.

What I love best bout her is what she been through, I say. When you look in her eyes you know she been where she been, seen what she seen, did what she did. And now she know.

She say to Sofia, All your children so clean, she say, would you like to work for me, be my maid? Sofia say, Hell no. She say, What you say? Sofia say, Hell no.

But I don't know how to fight. All I know how to do is stay alive.

The voices of my friends at the Little School grew stronger in my memory. By publishing these stories I feel those voices will not pass unheard.

He grunted. 'You have the courage of a warrior.' I watched him turn away and gather the clothes from the ground. He thought me courageous? But I was terrified - always terrified. 'No,' I said flatly. 'I don't. He paused from stuffing the invaluable robe between two bales. 'Are you frightened now?' I nodded, shame flushing my skin. 'Is it going to stop you?' 'No.' 'That is the courage of a warrior.

You have seen me at my worst and at my weakest. Let me show you my best.

You have far more courage than you think you do.