Quotes About Strength

Throwing yourselves into recovery doesn't mean hiding from grief, pain, misery, aching. It just means you go with the present experience—when these emotions come, you open up to them and let them in—but you choose to get up in the morning and get out in the knowledge that, if you want to win this fight for survival, you've got to step up and take control.

An Eskimo custom offers an angry person release by walking the emotion out of his or her system in a straight line across the landscape; the point at which the anger is conquered is marked with a stick, bearing witness to the strength or length of the rage.

From heresy, frenzy and jealousy, good Lord deliver me.

The secret of power is the knowledge that others are more cowardly than you are.

Some women think they need to be overpowering in order to be powerful. This is so far from the truth. What is so great about being a women is how powerful we are quite naturally.

I want to seize fate by the throat.

I shall seize fate by the throat.

I will take fate by the throat; it will never bend me completely to its will.

What makes Bolshevism strong is not the Soviets' artillery and machine-guns but the fact that the whole world receives its ideas sympathetically.

You get tragedy where the tree, instead of bending, breaks.

Fuck them all. I ought to have that tattooed on my forehead, for all the times I've thought it.

It's not my fault that my awesomeness intimidates people.

All of us are grieving something. But while we are, we're putting one foot in front of the other. We're waking up to see another day. We're pushing through uncertainty, even if we can't yet see the light at the end of the tunnel. We are battered and broken, but we're all small miracles.

And he wonders if maybe Nina is right; if a superhero is nothing but an ordinary person who believes that she cannot fail.

Where there is support, there is no grief.

She'd been in labor for nineteen hours; I completely understood why she wanted to pass the buck. 'You are so beautiful,' her husband crooned, holding up her shoulders. 'You are so full of shit,' Lila snarled, but as a contraction settled over her like a net, she bore down and pushed.

She believed that unadulterated devotion had its share of protective power, as if love were a steel grinder that Fates could not snip through. She also believed that the moment you relaxed your guard, the moment you were anything less than ferocious in your keeping, that was the moment it could all be snatched away.

Those eyes, they've got a history with mine. They were the first things I saw when I came to, after being hit in the skull with a baseball thrown by Patrick at Little League. They were the fortification I needed at sixteen to ride the chairlift at Sugarloaf, although I am terrified of heights. For almost my whole life, they've told me I'm doing all right, during moments when it was not in my own power to answer.

Was that all it took to be brave? Knowing that someone believed in you?

Lacy truly believed that when you asked a patient How do you feel?, what was wrong wasn't nearly as important as what was right.

I might never be a cover girl, but I was a girl who could cover it all.

The highest ranking wolf in the pack isn't the one that uses brute force. It's the one who can, and chooses not to.

It's the Lord's will," she said quietly. "You get through it. You just never get over it.

As I watched her, I understood why a mother would starve herself to feed a baby; how there was always time and room for a child to curl close to her side; how she could be soft enough to serve as a pillow and strong enough to move heaven and earth.