Quotes About Strength

Do you ever get tired of being strong?" "Oh, honey, of course.

The only way to fight a bully is to stand your ground. Be brave, Grandpa Walt would say. Pretend if you have to.

Mama had chosen to dig for treasure through the dirt of Dad's toxic, porous love, but not Leni. Not anymore.

If you're going through hell, keep going. —WINSTON CHURCHILL

Survival took grit and courage and effort. It was too easy to give in. No matter how afraid she was, she had to teach her children every day how to survive.

wasn't the fear that mattered in life. It was the choices made when you were afraid. You were brave because of your fear, not in spite of it. "Yes.

One thing was left, as clear and perfect as a drop of rain—the desperate need to stand together Ã¢â'¬Â¦ They would rise and fall and, in their falling, rise again. —SANORA BABB, WHOSE NAMES ARE UNKNOWN

Teach the boys how to be gentlemen and Marah how to be strong.

She tried to take strength from that, to truly believe it, but hope was becoming difficult to hold on to. Each passing day had sanded her down, weakened the walls of her denial; in places, fear called itself truth and poked through.

Men are stupid. You might as well learn that now. Look at bull moose. They ram into each other at full speed. Same with Dall sheep. This will be a lot of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

warrior believes in an end she can't see and fights for it. A warrior never gives up. A warrior fights for those weaker than herself. It sounds like motherhood to

Men tell stories," I say. It is the truest, simplest answer to his question. "Women get on with it. For us it was a shadow war. There were no parades for us when it was over, no medals or mentions in history books. We did what we had to during the war, and when it was over, we picked up the pieces and started our lives over. Your sister was as desperate to forget it as I was. Maybe that was another mistake I made—letting her forget. Maybe we should have talked about it.

one in charge," Mother said gently. "Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God—and each other and ourselves—in times as dark as these.

Love could be more fragile than a sparrow's bone.

If you're going through hell, keep going. —WINSTON CHURCHILL May

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.

Pretend to be brave if you have to.

Only tough women lasted on Texas farmland.

But love has to be stronger than hate, or there is not future for us.

The sound of his voice reminds me that I am a mother and mothers don't have the luxury of falling apart in front of their children, even when they are afraid, even when their children are adults.

Mama loved him too much to leave him. Still, even now, with her face bruised and swollen. Maybe what she'd always said was true, maybe she couldn't breathe without him, maybe she'd wilt like a flower without

novel and in researching it.

This book is dedicated to "us." The girls. Friends who see one another through the hard times, big and small, year in and year out. You know who you are. Thanks;

It wouldn't hurt you to be afraid, you know.