Quotes About Strength

When people break your heart, pride's all you've got left. And pride, could turn cold and bitter without heart.

A thousand and a thousand times.

Most of all she wanted to feel—strong, ripping emotions, towering joys, vivid excitement.

Yo te maldigo a ti y a todos los de tu sangre. Te aplastaré con mis puños, exprimiré lo que eres en un cáliz de plata y beberé de él.

In every world, I think, all who can must learn and remember and stand against those who never do.

Girl, take it from an old queen: be who you are and the hell with the rest.

Karma's not just a bitch, she's a righteous bitch. And he won't break you, because you won't let him.

At forty-six, Rosalind Harper was a rose in full bloom. Not the hothouse sort, Stella mused, but one that weathered the elements, season after season, and came back, year after year, stronger and more beautiful. She

Love survives, you see. Through fear, through heartache, even through death.

She was a grown woman, capable of making her own decisions. She wasn't stupid and she wasn't helpless.

There was no monster so fierce or so vulnerable as a man's ego.

to the woman

Temper can spark power.

Even superheroes make mistakes, or they wouldn't have to be buried in handmade coffins in the sandbox.

Heredity can be a strong pull. Heredity and early environment together, an almost irresistible pull. Those who break it, who make their own despite it, are very strong.

She called on Hecate, on Brighid, on Morrigan and Babd Catha, summoning the strength and power of the goddesses.

Without hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.

Suzanna Dorsey told

Why is it men are called strong or tough, and women stubborn?

as the pieces death takes from you find a way to live without them. You honor their death by living and doing and standing.

here is a fucking misery." Perry only continued to

You're the most elegant steamroller I've ever been flattened by.

hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.

It's not bad," Arlys repeated, and though her chin wobbled, she managed a smile. "I'm going to say it." "It's just a scratch?" "Right. Just a flesh wound.