Quotes About Strength

Te quiero porque estás hecho de buena madera.

Ya sé ahora que mi soledad era un horrible fantasma, sé que la sola presencia de Avellaneda ha bastado para espantarla, pero sé también que no ha muerto, que estará juntando fuerzas en algún sótano inmundo, en algún arrabal de mi rutina. Por eso, sólo por eso, me apeo de mi suficiencia y me limito a decir: ojalá

Pero a mí me falta decisión, me falta estar seguro. ¿Usted ha pensado alguna vez en el suicidio? Yo sí. Pero nunca podré. Y eso también es una carencia. Porque yo tengo todo el cuadro mentar y moral de suicida, menos la fuerza que se precisa para meterse un tiro en la sien.

Wounded healers are GOD's Greatest weapons.

God warriors do not linger in temptation. They never test their strength against lust-they run!

Power isn't everything ...its the only thing.

Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible.

But now I know the things I know, And do the things I do; And if you do not like me so, To hell, my love, with you!

Tragedies don't kill you, she decided, "it's the messes. I can't stand messes. I'm not being a smart-cracker. You know I'm not when you meet me – don't you, honey?"9

All the action adventure girls have red hair," he said. "Whenever it is an independent girl, not a sidekick person, when she has her own mind or does as good as the guys, she has red hair.

All the kick-ass girls have red hair.

Since she has not been present in the culture, she has not been readily accessible to the conscious awareness of modern women. Without her, even the dynamic symbols of Virgin and Mother are distorted. The Crone is a woman is that part of her psyche that is not identified with any relationship nor confined by any bond. She infuses an intrinsic sense of self-worth, of autonomy, into the role of virgin and mother, and gives the woman strength to stand to her own creative experience.

All the tears women shed, they leave no mark on the world.

Soldiers in the heat of battle; death-row prisoners; explorers stranded in deserts, jungles, on mountaintops; anyone sick or lost or just tired and bewildered: we all wanted our mothers.

her salvation lies in creating a tightly woven network of nurturing, sustaining female friends.

Leaning on a cane, with a book tucked under her free arm, she navigated carefully across the grass, her eyes on the ground, and then just as she got to where we sat, she raised her head - her white hairs starry as dandelion fluff in the morning sun - and smiled at me. "Courage, dear heart," she said in a ringing, surprisingly young voice, then dropped her eyes and walked on.

Mortal fear is as crucial a thing to our lives as love. It cuts to the core of our being and shows us what we are. Will you step back and cover your eyes? Or will you have the strength to walk to the precipice and look out?

You've got to kick fear to the side, because the payoff is huge.

Dis seker hoekom mens 'n beste vriendin moet hê, dink ek terwyl ek saam haar stap. Om jou hand vas te hou as jy uitmekaarval

Love meant knowing you could be broken into pieces again, at any time.

that in the larger sense of life's struggle, most of us are wounded in combat.

I had learned that you should always shout louder than your aggressor.

A child's hand in yours -- what tenderness and power it arouses. You are instantly the very touchstone of wisdom and strength.

Don't go gittin faintified on me.