Quotes About Strength

Endure for a while, and live for a happier day.

Latet arbore opaca aureus et foliis et lento vimine ramus

Atina potens Tiburque superbum, Ardea Crustumerique et turrigerae Antemnae.

Furens quid femina possit

Haec germanus Eryx quondam tuus arma gerebat;--- sanguine cernis adhuc sparsoque infecta cerebro;--- his magnum Alciden contra stetit;

Love conquers all things.

Well, the day has come when a woman's weapons prove your daydreams wrong! Still, you carry no mean fame to your fathers' shades— just tell them this: You died by Camilla's spear!

Quaeritur huic alius; nec quisquam ex agmine tanto audet adire virum manibusque inducere caestus.

prima citae Teucris ponam certamina classis; quique pedum cursu valet, et qui viribus audax aut iaculo incedit melior levibusque sagittis, seu crudo fidit pugnam committere caestu

caput acris equi;

Absumptae in Teucros vires caelique marisque.

If I cannot bend the will of Heaven, I shall move hell.

Rumor, swiftest of all the evils in the world. She thrives on speed, stronger for every stride, slight with fear at first, soon soaring into the air she treads the ground and hides her head in the clouds.

Yield thou not to adversity, but press on more bravely.

mighty in heaven and hell

If I cannot prevail upon heaven, I will stir up hell!

Think of prayer as a fundamental exercise we use to build core spiritual strength. Like exercise for our bodies, it has to be consistent—every single day—to build strength.

The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity.

Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure

She belonged to a different age, but being so entire, so complete, would always stand up on the horizon, stone-white, eminent, like a lighthouse marking some past stage on this adventurous, long, long voyage, this interminable --- this interminable life.

Women have sat indoors all these millions of years, so that by this time the very walls are permeated by their creative force, which has, indeed, so overcharged the capacity of bricks and mortar that it must needs harness itself to pens and brushes and business and politics.

Fear no more, says the heart...

Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

When people are happy they have a reserve upon which to draw, whereas she was like a wheel without a tyre