Quotes About Strength

You said you survived, Anna, but you didn't. You triumphed. Everything about you is a testament to courage and strength. When she stared at him, obviously stunned, he smiled a little. You didn't get either from a social worker or a counselor. They just helped you figure out how to use it. I figure you got it from your mother. She must have been a hell of a woman. She was, Anna murmured, near tears again. So are you.

Look, if some guy dressed in his mother's clothes breaks in, fight him off until I get my pants back on.

Love can kick your ass.

Love is very brave.

She's in love, and that makes her strong. She'll need to be. What makes you strong, Mia? Purpose. Love never worked for me.

When the going gets tough, the tough eat ribs.

Bright light. You've always found your way.

There could be pockets of normal even in the middle of the awful.

I admire independence. The world would be a stronger place if we were all capable of handling life on our own. But being capable of it doesn't mean being unable to share and depend on someone else. It shouldn't mean being unwilling to. That's the romance.

Don't let the fear and suspicion of the brutal and ignorant make you doubt yourself.

i get what i want cause i can be a stubborn bitch when i need to

Love's the glue. Use it right, it can fix most anything.

It was amazing, really, just how much pain the human heart could hold.

When people weren't allowed to go their own way, they were more likely to break than bend.

We're as different as that water and hot glass, Rogan. And as able to make something strong between us.

It's the heart that gets us through the hard times, and gives us joy.

All he'd learned was that love was a jewel with too many facets to count. Strength and weakness running side by side through it. And that no one could give or take it with any less than an open hand.

You don't want to wait for Owen? Ryder just sneered at him. Afraid of a little sweat, sweetheart? Sunstroke maybe. Find your balls, and let's go get it done.

Tragedy doesn't necessarily change us. More often, I think, it just brings out more of who we are—or were—all along.

She stepped closer to the edge to watch the waves beat against rock. She felt that way, she mused. Battered by forces that were beyond her control, lapped in a violent, endless war with no choice but to stand.

Love, as he knew too well, could slice you to pieces and leave no visible scar.

I'm not your father. He cupped a hand under her chin. He saw the tears brimming, and her valiant attempt to hold them off. And neither are you. My being there for you, taking some of the weight doesn't make you weak. It doesn't make you less, Sophie.

He stopped at the base of the steps, turned her. You're a good daughter. With a casual tap of his finger, he tipped up her chin. And not a half-bad person, as people go. Oh, I can be bad. If he hurts her, David's going to find out just how bad I can be. I'll hold him down, you skin him. That's a deal.

When I'm going up against a homicidal god, I like having a witch in my corner