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Quotes About Strength

The will to live, was his thought, and the thought was accompanied by a sneer.
~ Jack London
That is why they are for'ard, in that pigsty of a forecastle, because they lack the iron.
~ Jack London
this in itself was compensation, for it is always easier to lean upon another than to stand alone
~ Jack London
She flung wild glances, like those of an entrapped animal, up and down the big whitewashed room that panted with heat and that was thickly humid with the steam that sizzled from the damp cloth under the irons of the many ironers. From the girls and women near her
~ Jack London
Buck possedeva una qualità necessaria alla grandezza, la fantasia.
~ Jack London
potency of motion
~ Jack London
He came to her breathing of large airs and great spaces. The blaze of tropic suns was in his face, and in his swelling, resilient muscles was the primordial vigor of life. He was marred and scarred by that mysterious world of rough men and rougher deeds, the outposts of which began beyond her horizon.
~ Jack London
Such was the lesson that was quickly borne in upon him. It came hard, going as it did, counter to much that was strong and dominant in his own nature; and, while he disliked it in the learning of it, unknown to himself he was learning to like it. It was a placing of his destiny in another's hands, a shifting of the responsibilities of existence. This in itself was compensation, for it is always easier to lean upon another than to stand alone.
~ Jack London
But even in my life I saw the leaching of spirit. A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength. Light, warmth, food, water, were free to all men, and gained by a minimum of effort. So the people of Ampridatvir, released from toil, gave increasing attention to faddishness, perversity, and the occult.
~ Jack Vance
How I hate you, he said softly. If hate were stone I could build a tower into the clouds.
~ Jack Vance
A surfeit of honey cloys the tongue; a surfeit of wine addles the brain; so a surfeit of ease guts a man of strength.
~ Jack Vance
Except for a few special cases, title to every parcel of real property derives from an act of violence, more or less remote, and ownership is only as valid as the strength and will required to maintain it. This is the lesson of history, whether you like it or not." "The mourning of defeated peoples, while pathetic and tragic, is usually futile," said Kelse.
~ Jack Vance
Liane is feared by those who fear fear, loved by those who love love.
~ Jack Vance
We make a notable company, declared Travante. I am as I am! Sir Pom-Pom is strong and brave, while Madouc is clever and resourceful. Also, with her copper-gold curls, her wry little face and her eyes of heartbreak blue she is both quaint and vastly appealing.
~ Jack Vance
The royal Mongol women raced horses, commanded in war, presided as judges over criminal cases, ruled vast territories, and sometimes wrestled men in public sporting competitions. They arrogantly rejected the customs of civilized women of neighboring cultures, such as wearing the veil, binding their feet, or hiding in seclusion.
~ Jack Weatherford
Khatun Temur, literally "Queen Iron," and Khatun Baatar, "Queen Hero.
~ Jack Weatherford
Genghis Khan was a doer.
~ Jack Weatherford
Kill, don't mourn.
~ Jack Weatherford
And then, with a sudden turn of phrase that a philosopher could not have polished, Chief Parker said: "No social structure founded on the weakness of its people can hope to survive.
~ Jack Webb
Nema herojskog doba- postoje samo herojski ljudi.
~ Jacob Burckhardt
Whip us 'till we're on the floor, we'll turn around and ask for more, we're Phèdre's Boys! We like to hurt, we like to bleed, daily floggings do we need, we're Phèdre's Boys! Man or woman, we don't care, give us twins we'll take the pair! We're Phèdre's Boys! ...But just because we let you beat us, doesn't mean you can defeat us, we're Phèdre's Boys!
~ Jacqueline Carey
What is fear but courage's shadow?
~ Jacqueline Carey
To my surprise, Joscelin rose. 'Phedre-' He began, then halted. Sitting below him, I watched him smile to himself, quiet and private. 'Phedre yields with a willow's grace,' he said softly. 'And endures with the strength of mountains. Without her, life would be calm; and yet lack all meaning.
~ Jacqueline Carey
Some chains are forged for us - those are the hardest to bear.
~ Jacqueline Carey