Quotes About Strength

Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems

Why should I be afraid to trust myself to you? I am not afraid, I have been well brought forward by you...

Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand.

O to be self-balanced for contingencies, to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.

I am the man, I suffered, I was there.

Resist much.

Tenderly, be not impatient, (Strong is your hold O mortal flesh, Strong is your hold O love.)

I do not snivel that snivel the world over, That months are vacuums and the ground but wallow and filth, That life is a suck and a sell, and nothing remains at the end but threadbare crape and tears.

With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums, I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons. Have you heard that it was good to gain the day? I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. I beat and pound for the dead, I blow through my embouchures my loudest and gayest for them.

Stout as a horse

I also say it is good to fall, battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.

To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do. Me imperturbe

Here are the roughs and beards and space and ruggedness and nonchalance that the soul loves. Here the performance disdaining the trivial unapproached

The narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery.

Me wherever my life is lived, O to be self-balanced for contingencies, To confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as the trees and animals do.

I will not be outfaced by irrational things, I will penetrate what it is in them that is sarcastic upon me

As for me, I love screaming, wrestling, boiling-hot days.

Worse and worse...Can't you stand it? Are you retreating? Is this hour with the living too dead for you?

Strangle the singers who will not sing you loud and strong.

O to struggle against great odds, to meet enemies undaunted! To be entirely alone with them, to find how much one can stand! To look strife, torture, prison, popular odium, face to face! To mount the scaffold, to advance to the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance! To be indeed a God!

Nem az ellenségeim rontanak reám – részükrÅ'l büszkeségemet nem fenyegeti kár; De a szeretÅ'k, akiket önzetlenül szeretek, – lássátok, hogy uralkodnak rajtam! Íme! rajtam, az erejétÅ'l megfosztotton, aki örökkön támasz nélküli és örökkön kiszolgáltatott! A legnyomorultabban csúszkálok elÅ'ttük a földön.

If you are a student, be also a student of the body ... realizing that a broad chest, a muscular pair of arms, and two sinewy legs, will be just as much credit to you, and stand you in hand through your future life, equally with your geometry, your history, your classics, your law, medicine, or divinity. Let nothing divert you from your duty to your body

O while I live to be the ruler of life, not a slave, To meet life as a powerful conqueror... And nothing exterior to me will ever take command of me.

And I say there is nothing greater than the mother of men.