Quotes About Strength

Jean reached over for Elsa's hand and held it. Elsa hadn't known until right then how much difference a friend could make. How one person could lift your spirit just enough to keep you upright.

She knew this pain would fade again; like a sunburn, it would heal itself and leave her slightly more protected from the glare.

We draw our strength from the very despair in which we have been forced to live. We shall endure.

He is a man, and he is afraid. This is not a good combination.

but sometimes one person can hold you up in life, keep you standing, and without that hand to hold, you can find yourself free-falling no matter how strong you used to be, no matter how hard you try to remain steady.

I love you," he said against her lips. "I love you, too," she said but the words that always seemed so big felt small now. What was love when put up against war?

Love rips the shit out of you and puts you back together like a broken toy, with all kinds of cracks and edges. It's not about the falling in love. It's about the landing, the staying where you said you'd be and working to keep the love strong.

Sometimes holding on was all you could do.

She needed Matthew, but not to save her or complete her or reinvent her. Her love for him was the clearest, cleanest, strongest emotion she'd ever felt. It was like opening your eyes or growing up, realizing that you had it in you to love like this. Forever. For all time. Or for all the time you had.

Nothing was easier to shatter than the fragile shield of an idealist.

She thought: It doesn't hurt, it's just my body. They can't touch my soul. It had become her mantra.

Remember, cara, hard times don't last. Land and family do.

It's like his back is broken, Mama had said, and you don't stop loving a person when they're hurt. You get stronger so they can lean on you. He needs me. Us.

courage was a lie. It was just fear that you ignored.

And maybe that was how it was supposed to be, how life unfolded when you lived it long enough. Joy and sadness were part of the package; the trick, perhaps, was to let yourself feel all of it, but to hold on to the joy just a little more tightly because you never knew when a strong heart could just give out.

It's not weak, you know. To feel things deeply, to want things. To need.

There is no pit you cannot climb out of provided you make the right effort at the right place… do the next thing with diligence and devotion.

The trials on the road to world harmony are no greater than the courage of those who accept the challenge.

How they made out of shamelessness something beautiful, for as long as they could.

The strongest force in our universe is not overriding power, but love.

The light may well be dying, but we will rage, rage against it; and be assured, we will never go gentle into that good night.

Let the gentle bush dig its root deep and spread upward to split the boulder.

Lay me on an anvil, O God.Beat me and hammer me into a crowbar.Let me pry loose old walls.Let me lift and loosen old foundations.

I am the people—the mob—the crowd—the mass.Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me?