Quotes About Strength

Faint not, poor soul, in God still trust; Fear not the things thou suffer must; For, whom he loves he doth chastise, And then all tears wipes from their eyes. William Bradford Plymouth Colony Governor

Life is very hard. The only people who really live are those who are harder than life itself.

They said, "You are a savage and dangerous woman." I am speaking the truth. And the truth is savage and dangerous.

Running had become more of a competition to draw out the best that was in him, as if he were plumbing the depths of his will.

Yet all of these accumulated contributions paled before a larger one: he demonstrated how one could assert one's will on the world at the very time when everything seemed to be growing beyond control and beyond comprehension.

Hope can be bruised and battered. It can be forced underground and even rendered unconscious, but hope cannot be killed.

The good thing about being explosive is that no one can beat you.

Outside the rain finally began to fall, surging in fits and starts. "I love the way it rains here," he told her. "It reminds me that some forces of nature can never be entirely subdued. They are eternal, which is a far better thing to be than immortal.

Forget solar energy—if you could harness denial, it would power the world for generations.

Cowards hide [...] but warriors lie and wait [...] the only difference is whether you're motivated by fear or purpose.

Monster only had the power that you gave them

You can whisper, and people will still hear thunder.

Walls don't fall without effort.

It holds no fear for her now, because the shark has been tamed by the soul of a boy. No--the soul of a man.

and I realize that this is the true core of human nature: When we've lost the strength to save ourselves, we somehow find the strength to save each other.

Sure, when you're in the midst of your own suffering, it's easy to convince yourself that you're no good—but we are all tested in this life...The measure of a man is not how much he suffers in the test, but how he comes out at the end.

In a population of hundreds of millions, such a small number of people is a mere drop in the bucket... but enough drops can make any bucket overflow

Hole... He grips Risa's hand tighter. Hole, Risa, hole... And she smiles Yes, Connor, she says. You're whole. You're finally whole.

One could say, Ayn, that he has cast himself as Atlas. Which means the slightest shrug can shake the world.

Connor tries to hold her arm to give her support, but she shakes him off and throws him a nasty gaze. If I want your help, I'll ask. Do I look feeble to you? Actually, yes. Looks are deceiving. she says. After all, when I saw you, I thought you looked reasonably intelligent. Very funny.

the kind of people who can't bend without breaking

In spite of my wisecracking, pain-in-the-ass ways, I was the clip that held things together. Unnoticed. Taken for granted. Okay, maybe I'm giving myself too much credit here, but I'd be damned if I was gonna keep on being the family paper clip.

You are only one boy, with one voice...If you keep trying to be a choir, you'll lose that voice, and then who will hear you?

Here, it seemed muscle wasn't made of flesh and blood, it was made of will and anger.