Quotes About Strength

Because the only way to resist, our husbands had taught us, was by not resisting.

You will see: women are weak, but mothers are strong.

And remember, it's easier to bend than to break.

Testosterone is the world's most dangerous drug. Get one molecule on you and you're helpless.

Come, dear heart. Lean on me and let us walk this path together.

You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead.

Nobody expects you to exhibit godlike strength, excepting maybe yourself.

She went on because there was no going back.

We draw our strength from the great oaks of the forest. As they take their nourishment from the soil, and from the rains that feed the soil, so we find our courage in the pattern of living things around us. They stand through storm and tempest. They grow and renew themselves. Like a grove of young oaks, we remain strong.

you will know that you are part of the one great magic that binds us all together. Our strength comes from that magic, from the earth and the sky, from the fire and the water. Fly high, swim deep, give back to the earth what she gives you....

The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.

Some broken things you can't mend. Some you have to put together very slowly piece by fragile piece, waiting until the last bit of work is strong enough before you try the next. It takes a lot of patience.

Ask us for any help you need...Let us be strong for you.

What did she give you?" He turned and smiled at me, the curve of his wide mouth transforming his face completely. "Faith in myself," he said simply. "To do what's right, and not falter, no matter how hard it gets.

There is no place here for softness. Let folk in too close and you offer them up as weapons for your own destruction.

The most powerful weapon is hope.

Because if I see you defeated, then I think I will see Alban defeated, and if that happens, none of us can go on. To guard you is to guard the heart of this land of ours.

Somewhere, beneath that darkness, I had seen both strength and honor. But his words of despair mocked my efforts at healing.

I would hold on, and hold on, until my hands clutch at emptiness.

Part of me has turned wild, and another part's turned dark as endless night, and I'm not going to change back just because someone says I must.

Hope fought hard to stay alive. Even when you thought it was beaten to nothing, burned to ashes, drowned deep, still it flickered away, waiting to be found again.

The threads of many beliefs can run side by side; from time to time they tangle, and mesh into a stronger rope.

My feet will tread soft as a deer in the forest," said Conor, frowning with concentration. "My mind will be clear as water from the sacred well. My heart will be strong as a great oak. My spirit will spread an eagle's wings, and fly forth. This is the way of truth.

But some things did not change... Courage, for instance. Dedication to a cause. Comradeship. When they were strong and pure, when they came from deep in the bone, those qualities could hold fast against all odds.