Quotes About Strength

I don't convince nobody of nothing. You take me or leave me just the way I am! But I ain't changing for you or nobody else and I ain't faking either, and if you think breaking my bones one by one is going to accomplish a thing besides, like, breaking my bones, good luck with that!

What happens when a sheepdog gets bit by a wolf?" "Duh. It becomes a wolf." "No. It becomes a sheepdog that fights with the lawlessness and savagery of a wolf.

Her brain has more muscles than her body, and less sense. Her passion for life pushes her limbs further than they were meant to go. She's going to burn herself to ash if she doesn't find someone or something that takes her all the way down to ground zero and recharges her.

She's chiffon and satin ribbons. I'm raw meat and razor blades.

Strong enough that I was no longer afraid to be gentle. Powerful enough that I could be vulnerable. Scarred enough that I could understand and tread lightly around the deepest scars of others.

Breath was everything. When nothing else could be done: one could breathe and shape and infuse that breath with strength and purpose.

He was a broad-shouldered beast.

Beautiful Girl, wake the fuck up, can't eviscerate essential self.

I feel what's in you, and there's nothing light about it. I know the dark side. I live there, for fuck's sake. Emotion shapes power. Terrible power comes at a terrible price. Shut it the fuck down and get your bloody emotions in check, Ms. Lane.

Perspective is a funny thing. You think your back is to the wall, then something worse corners you, and the first threat looks puny in comparison.

You don't know me inside and out. You may have gotten in my skin, but you have never gotten inside my heart. Go ahead, Barrons, make me slice and dice myself. Go ahead, play games with me. Push me around. Lie to me. Bully me. Be your usual constant jackass self. Stalk around all broody and pissy and secretive, but you're wrong about me. There's something inside me you'd better be afraid of. And you can't touch my soul. You will never touch my soul!

One thing I've learned is that the harder your life gets, the gentler you have to be with yourself when you finally get some downtime, or you can't be strong when you need to be.

I've become the most powerful stuff in the universe: love and hope wed to focused will.

Life didn't explode in the sunshine and pretty places. Life took the strongest root with a little bit of rain and a whole lot of shit for fertilizer.

Pushy, that's what brunettes are. Even the dainty, fragile-looking ones.

To be a protector, you can't think like a protector. You must always think like a conqueror first.

Flattered as I am that you count me among the beautiful people, Barrons, allow me to point out that I'm still alive. I encountered the Gray Man and I'm still here, just as pretty as always, dickhead.

I wanted to watch her save the world, and feel on top of it.

Anyone worth knowing breaks once.

I welcome her feral nature.

Bold. Ruthless. Energy. Action. Tenacity. Hunger. That was what B-R-E-A-T-H was.

It's just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it's time to take down the drapes and make a new dress.

The man was a walking dichotomy. Those powerful neck-snapping, knife-throwing hands that did murder without pause were equally capable of tenderness and delicacy.

There is a monster inside me. And she's beautiful.