Quotes About Strength

Are you all right?" "Leg's shot" "How shot?" "Well, I'm looking at the heel of my shitkicker and the front of my knee at the same time. And there's a high probability I'm going to throw up.

Conflict is the microscope of a book. When it's trained on a character, you see what's underneath the narratives of physical description. You see whether someone is strong or weak, principled or apathetic, heroic or villainous. (J.R. on writing the BDB series)

But isn't it... ugly? No. Not to me. She pressed a kiss to his chest. It's fearsome and terrifying and powerful and awe-inspiring. And if anyone ever tried to get at me, that thing would wipe out a neighborhood. How could a girl not be charmed? Besides, after seeing those lessers in action, I'm grateful for it. I feel safe. Between you and the dragon, I don't have to worry. (Rhage & Mary)

Humans are threatened by anything different, and their response is to fight. They're bullies, picking on the weak, cowering from the strong.

Okay, you shouldn't be able to sit up," Manny muttered. Was he? Oh, hey, check it… And as for the doctor's second dose of surprise? Nice guy, but he was being a dumb-ass human when it came to the feeding thing. With this kind of hunger for that particular female? Tohr was frickin' Superman, capable of bench-pressing a Hummer while he juggled Smart Cars with his free hand.

To her, saving grace meant you got to live out your life like a normal person: You were healthy and strong, an the prospect of death was just some far-off, barely acknowledged hypothetical. A debt to be paid off in a future you couldn't imagine

Even the powerful needed protection sometimes.

The mind...the mind was the most powerful force for and against someone.

The smile he gave her was wistful, just a little lift to his mouth. You are a fighter. Yes. Always. And sometimes I'm a whole army.

He tasted each one of them. The raw power and majesty of Wrath. The vast strength of Rhage. The burning, protective loyalty of Phury. The cold savagery of Zsadist. The sharp cunning of Vishous.

And maybe there is greatness waiting for you—if you only get back up on your feet and keep going.

Our strength must be tested," he whispered, "for us to know it's still there. And I will always be your warrior, Mary mine. Always and forever.

The scarred one, the soulless one, had the voice of an angel.

The trees were like black skeletons reaching to the sky, pleading with their bony arms for the sun to get stronger.

Scars, though, left wounds on the inside of you, and as with skin that didn't heal right, you still felt the rough spots from time to time.

There was something about the people you grew up around, the ones you'd seen throughout your childhood, the folks you couldn't remember not knowing. Even if the past was a complicated mess, as you aged, you were just glad the sons of bitches were still on the planet. It gave you the illusion that life wasn't as fragile as it actually was--and on occasion, that was the only thing that got you through the night.

Well, duh. He was six feet, six inches tall and built like a brick shithouse.

The heavy soul will not pass though the body is failing.

He had a weakness, though. All of us do, and those of us who think they do not are not being honest.

Sometimes strength rested not in resistance, but in the release of arms against a foe of one's own creation.

My twin's not broken; he's ruined Do you understand the difference? With Broken maybe you can fix things; Ruined all you can do is wait to bury him -Phury to Bella

The territorial anger lit his chest up like a bonfire, teeing off a blaze of power that roared in his body.

The strong do not wallow. They move forward.

The guy was like part pro wrestler, part Toys R Us.