Quotes About Strength

He's got uh throne in de seat of his pants.

The monstropolous beast had left his bed. The two hundred miles an hour wind had loosed his chains. He seized hold of his dikes and ran forward until he met the quarters; uprooted them like grass and rushed on after his supposed-to-be conquerors, rolling the dikes, rolling the houses, rolling the people in the houses along with other timbers. The sea was walking the earth with a heavy heel.

Zora Neale Hurston

the nobility of a soul that has suffered to the point almost of erasure, and still it struggles to be whole, present, giving.

The icy sword of the square-toed one had cut off his breath and left his hands in a pose of agonizing protest.

They were there with their tongues cocked and loaded, the only real weapon left to weak folks. The only killing tool they are allowed to use in the presence of white folks.

She tore off the kerchief from her head and let down her plentiful hair. The weight, the length, the glory was there.

The thing to do is to grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

you switches a mean fanny round in a kitchen.

You can't beat nobody down so low till you can rob 'em of they will.

That was the rock she was battered against.

Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear

The woman took the faded shirt and muddy overalls and laid them away from remembrance. It was a weapon against her strength and if it turned out of no significance, still it was a hope that she might fall to their level some day.

Ah can't die easy thinkin' maybe de menfolks white or black is makin' a spit cup outa you: have some sympathy fuh me. Put me down easy, Janie, Ah'ma cracked plate.

She knew the world was a stallion rolling in the blue pasture of ether.

No, we will go where the internal drive carries us like everybody else. It is up to the individual. If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it. That is one of the strongest laws God ever made.

I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.

She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.

A woman robbed of her love is more terrible than an army with banners.

Jes' 'cause women folks ain't got no big muscled arm and fistes like jugs, folks claim they's weak vessels, but dass uh lie. Dat piece uh red flannel she got hung 'tween her jaws is equal tuh all the fistes God ever made and man ever seen.

Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear. Zora Neale Hurston

Ah wouldn't give uh bitch uh bone if she treed uh terrapin.

Ah'm uh bitch's baby round lady people.

The will to make life beautiful was strong.