Quotes About Strength

Because to step outside the group, let alone to stand against it, was for uncounted thousands of years death to the creature who dared it. To stand against a crowd would take something more than ordinary courage; something that went beyond human instinct. And

Benden korkmana hiç gerek yok. dedi yumuÅŸak bir sesle. Ben yan?nda olduÄŸum sürece hiç kimseden korkmana gerek yok.

You are my courage, as I am your conscience," he whispered. "You are my heart—and I your compassion. We are neither of us whole, alone.

It wasn't digitalin, but his purpose that sustained him now, lighting him with a glow as though a candle burned behind the waxy skin of his face. I had seen that a few times before, too; the man—or woman—whose will was strong enough to override for a time the imperatives of the body.

The English took my sword and dirk away," he said softly. His finger touched the slugs that lay in my palm. "But Tom Gage put a weapon into my hands again, and I think I shall not lay it down.

Time is a lot of the things people say that God is. There's the always preexisting, and having no end. There's the notion of being all powerful—because nothing can stand against time, can it? Not mountains, not armies. And time is, of course, all-healing. Give anything enough time, and everything is taken care of: all pain encompassed, all hardship erased, all loss subsumed.

Ye mind me o' your uncle Dougal, a sionnach," she said, tilting her head to one side coquettishly. "He was older when I met him than you are now, but you've the look of him about ye, aye? Like ye'd take what ye pleased and damn anyone who stands in your way." Jamie

Do it, I thought, in an agony of apprehension. For God's sake, do it now and don't be gentle!

got up. She couldn't lie in bed mourning what was lost; it was no

A lot of things have almost killed him," she said, the laughter gone. "One of these days…" Her voice was husky.

His half-visible presence reminded me faintly of Jamie; he was nearly as tall as his uncle, and very nearly as strong, though still lean and gangling with adolescence. We

SOMETHING SUITABLE IN WHICH TO GO TO WAR

remember that—before Bree was born." But I had had one tie then; I had her, to anchor me to life.

Lord, help me do what You want me to do—but in the name of Christ Your son, let me live through it.

I want to protect ye, Sassenach—spread myself over ye like a cloak and shield you and the child wi' my body.

THE GATHERING STORM

that sought to tear out his throat. The firelight gleamed on the scars that decorated Walking Elk's chest and shoulders—thick white gouges that showed briefly at the gaping neck of his shirt as he writhed picturesquely, arms straining upward against his invisible enemy. Ian found himself leaning forward, his

And I—so proud of self-sufficiency at one time—could not bear the thought of loneliness again.

Sometimes I want to ride you like a wild horse, and bring you to the taming - did you know that? I can do it, you know I can. Drag you over the edge and drain you to a gaping husk. I can drive you to the edge of collapse and sometimes I delight in it, Jamie, I do! And yet, so often I want' - my voice broke suddenly and I had to swallow hard before continuing - 'I want... to hold your head against my breast and cradle you like a child and comfort you to sleep.

The memory of that sort of wish--the bone-deep need to have contact of any sort, a longing that harrowed the soul, a hollowness that could not be filled--struck me so hard that I couldn't speak. Jamie had haunted me--in spite of all my efforts to immerse myself in the life I had. Would I have found the strength to come back, if he hadn't remained as a constant presence in my heart, in my dreams?

For a moment, half blinded by dirt, I couldn't see Jamie at all. Then I spotted him. He was under the bear, one arm locked around its neck, his head tucked into the joint of the shoulder just under the drooling jaws.

Nothing will harm ye while there is breath in my body, a nighean donn. Nothing.

Luceo non uro; I shine, not burn.

box with me, so there was little I could