Quotes About Strength

He had been bruised so badly that the eyes of strangers lacerated him like salt.

He had been bruised, so to speak, so badly that the eyes of strangers lacerated him like salt.

I know I can't help you very much right now—God knows what I wouldn't give if I could. But I know about suffering; if that helps. I know that it ends.

She thought of herself as his strength; in a world of shadows, the indisputable reality to which he could always repair. And, again, for all that had come, she could not regret this. She had tried, but she had never been and was not now, even tonight, truly sorry. Where, then, was her repentance? And how could God hear her cry?

We are in a rough situation—but, if you really want to think about it, ain't nothing new about that. That's just exactly, daughter, when you do not give up. You can't give up.

Out of joy strength came, strength that was fashioned to bear sorrow: sorrow brought forth joy. Forever? This was Ezekiel's wheel, in the middle of the burning air forever -- and the little wheel ran by faith, and the big wheel ran by the grace of God.

It was the Lord who knew of the impossibility every parent in that room faced: how to prepare the child for the day when the child would be despised and how to create in the child - by what means? - a stronger antidote to this poison than one had found for oneself.

So, let me tell you what you got to do. You got to think about that baby. You got to hold on to that baby, don't care what else happens or don't happen. You got to do that. Can't nobody else do that for you. And the rest of us, well, we going to hold on to you.

civilization is not destroyed by wicked people; it is not necessary that people be wicked but only that they be spineless.

He was suggesting that all Negroes were held in a state of supreme tension between the difficult, dangerous relationship in which they stood to the white world and the relationship, not a whit less painful or dangerous, in which they stood to each other. He was suggesting that in the acceptance of this duality lay their strength, that in this, precisely, lay their means of defining and controlling the world in which they lived.

To be loved, baby, hard, at once, and forever, to strengthen you against the loveless world. Remember that: I know how black it looks today, for you.

As the years passed, she replied only: I'm going away from here. And it hung, this determination, like a heavy jewel between her breasts; it was written in fire on the dark sky of her mind.

I guess it's true, what they used to tell me-- if you can get through the worst, you'll see the best

dreamed of the touch of hands, of Giovanni's hands, or anybody's hands, hands which would have the power to crush me and make me whole again.

But, you can't just go on being a brick stonewall forever.' 'I don't see why not,' she said. 'Nor do I see how not.

One can be, indeed one must strive to become, tough and philosophical concerning destruction and death, for this is what most of mankind has been best at since we have heard of man. (But remember: most of mankind is not all of mankind.)

Perhaps if you can accept the pain that almost kills you, you can use it, you can become better.

If one is continually surviving the worst that life can bring, one eventually ceases to be controlled by a fear of what life can bring; whatever it brings must be borne. And at this level of experience one's bitterness begins to be palatable, and hatred becomes too heavy a sack to carry.

Una cosa o l'altra: ci vuole forza per ricordare, ci vuole un altro tipo di forza per dimenticare, ci vuole un eroe per fare le due cose insieme. Chi ricorda corteggia la pazzia attraverso il dolore, il dolore dell'eterno ritorno della morte alla propria innocenza; chi dimentica corteggia un altro tipo di follia, la follia della negazione del dolore e dell'odio per l'innocenza; e il mondo si divide per lo più tra pazzi che ricordano e pazzi che dimenticano. Gli eroi sono rari.

I'm a big girl." "Honey," he said, "you ain't no bigger than a minute." She sighed. "Sometimes a minute can be a mighty powerful thing.

If one is continually surviving the worst that life can bring, one eventually ceases to be controlled by a fear of what life can bring; whatever it brings must be borne. And at this level of experience one's bitterness begins to be palatable, and hatred becomes too heavy a sack to carry.

We are capable of bearing a great burden, once we discover that the burden is reality and arrive where reality is.

I see his legs buckle, his thighs jelly, the buttocks quiver, the secret hammer there begins to knock.

Therefore, when I faced a congregation, it began to take all the strength I had not to stammer, not to curse, not to tell them to throw away their Bibles and get off their knees and go home and organize, for example, a rent strike.