Quotes About Strength

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My grandmother had no use for anything in the line of boys or men. Any of them that stands up to make his water, was how she put it. Bad news for me.

If you're standing on a small pile of shit, fighting for your one place to stand, God almighty how you fight.

I feared not, and grew accustomed to walking alone.

Now I know, whatever your burdens, to hold yourself apart from the lot of more powerful men is an illusion.

What a revelation, that I could carry my own parcel like any woman here!

People hang on for dear life to that one, she thought: the fool they are right now.

Desperate to save myself in a river of people saving themselves. And if they chanced to look down and see me struggling underneath them, they saw that even the crooked girl believed her own life was precious. That is what it means to be a beast in the kingdom.

Her breath expanded her chest against my arms, and I thought of the way a tree will keep on growing after a fence is wired around its trunk. The unbelievable force of that expansion. And I let her go.

You have to get up every morning and decide again, in the cold lonely light of day, am I brave enough to stick this out?

I told him I wasn't going to live like my mom did, letting everybody tell her she was worthless. I'd stayed alive so far by standing on my own feet, and wasn't about to give that up now.

You have to understand the rhyme and reasons of Dori. Why she was radical and fun like a little girl, even after all her friends left her flat. How she stayed patient with a wheezing, crying man gone old before his time. Why her foot kept bouncing. Her sparkly eyes were not really black, but blue. Bending down to kiss her, I'd see the thinnest crescent of sky blue around the huge black center. Living a life like hers, most people would have lost it a thousand times over.

But you could run out of gas on boyish, that was the thing. A message that should be engraved in every woman's wedding band.

Like a mule team in harness.

The giant beech next door intends to shiver off every hair of its pelt.

thought of the way a tree will keep on growing after a fence is wired around its trunk. The unbelievable force of that expansion. And I let her go.

Don't send me anything! You just come over and put your arm around me. That's all you do. When you haven't got anythin' else to do, let's take a walk. Let's walk around the backyard. And let me tell you how much you mean to all of us and how we can carry on if you give us a little strength.

Notably, it was not her fabled tenure as first lady, not the conquest of Paris or the myriad other triumphs of the White House years, not her demeanor at President Kennedy's funeral and what it had meant to so many Americans, that Jackie spoke of when she replied without hesitation: "I think it is that after going through a rather difficult time, I consider myself comparatively sane. I am proud of that.

No one is ever a victim, although your conquerors would have you believe in your own victimhood. How else could theu conquer you?

Your power ends where your fear begins.

the bathroom was the boy I can beat up.

God doesn't give us a burden that is too heavy to bear.

Blackie was safe and would continue to be safe and that he would come home to her when the war was over. Her unwavering faith in Almighty God was the rock upon which her life was built

to her days and made every hour of punishing toil totally irrelevant. It was this blind belief, this absolute faith in herself and her future, that often put a lively spring into her step, brought an occasional smile to her normally solemn young face, and sustained her at all times.