Quotes About Strength

And if not for the caterpillars and butterflies, who will I talk to? You'll be far away. And as for larger creatures, I'm not afraid. I have my thorns...to protect me.

I bleed to un-break you, un-mending me.I fall to save you...now who will save me.

Love is the weapon of the wise.

If Chase's wings are broken, then mine are shattered.

Sometimes through a smile it can be a lot of pain, but no matter what, mothers love will keep you strong.

Here we are, Arms in arms, Hearts to heartsWaiting in a haunted stop, For the sky to fall, When the world ends to a knot, We will rise into one.

If she remember right, people who had a God didn't seem to hold to drinking' an' beating' their women. With a little luck maybe she wouldn't have to put up with that anyway.

One who has great love has great power.

A brave man's hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman's love to hear it.

Rise above the storm and you will find the sunshine.

I want you to bear something in mind through all this dreadful time. I know that you must fight—that you must destroy ... but it is not a work of hate.

The nosferatu do not die like the bee when he sting once. He is only stronger; and being stronger, have yet more power to work evil.

Good boy, said Dr. Van Helsing. Brave boy. Quincey is all man. God bless him for it.

Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pulls us in different ways. Then tears come; and, like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until the strain becomes too great, and we break.

and the crash of the thunder, and the booming of the mighty billows came through the damp oblivion even louder than before.

I suppose it is just one of the lessons that we poor women have to learn . . .

Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us different ways. Then tears come, and like the rain on the ropes, they brace us up, until perhaps the strain become too great, and we break. But King Laugh he come like the sunshine, and he ease off the strain again, and we bear to go on with our labor, what it may be. I did not like to wound him by pretending not to see

What devil or what witch was ever so great as Attila, whose blood is in these veins?

We need have no secrets amongst us. Working together and with absolute trust, we can surely be stronger than if some of us were in the dark.

When I told Mrs. Westenra that Dr. Van Helsing had directed that I should sit up with her, she almost pooh-poohed the idea, pointing out her daughter's renewed strength and excellent spirits. I was firm, however, and made preparations for my long vigil. When her maid had prepared her for the night I came in, having in the meantime had supper, and took a seat by the bedside. She

After a time, it did not seem a short time either, for the draining away of one's blood, no matter how willingly it be given, is a terrible feeling, Van Helsing held up a warning finger. Do not stir, he said. But I fear that with growing strength she may wake, and that would make danger, oh, so much danger. But I shall precaution take. I shall give hypodermic injection of morphia. He proceeded then, swiftly

I feel I am dying of weakness, and have barely strength to write, but it must be done if I die in the doing. I went to bed as usual, taking care that the flowers were placed

I shall put a bold face on, and if I do feel weepy, he shall never see it. I suppose it is one of the lessons that we poor women have to learn....

work with heavy heart and feel oh so lonely when I want all help and courage that may be!