Quotes About Strength

But I'm going to change, Gwen. I am. The West is different than where we came from. It's a land that demands strength of people. A land that tests courage.~ Deb

Just rest another minute, Cass. You needed to cry those tears. You've been through a terrible time. Just let me hold you.

Never harbor regrets. Such useless emotions detract from an avowed purpose. Spare neither tears nor sentiment, which sap strength and energy. Rather, shake the dust of encumbering people and places from your feet and march bravely into the future. We are the women of the world, and we will not be denied.

Courage to be is the key to revelatory power of the feminist revolution.

People were so fragile, so easily broken, so hard to put back together. "Mr.

I told you before--you mustn't let Edward scare you. He's a bully and a coward. What would Frank Merriwell do if he were you?" Frank Merriwell--I was thoroughly sick of hearing that name.

Now is not the time for my attitude to come out of hiding.

We cannot let the haters of this world define us. Or frighten us into no longer being ourselves.

We grow when the walls press in. We grow when life steals our control. We grow in darkness.

God's heart…is not that we escape our lot, but that we learn to thrive in the midst of it.

When we have difficult relationships, God often uses them as gifts in our lives—to shape us, conform us to His Son, and make us gutsier and stronger.

When God wants to do an impossible task, He takes an impossible person and breaks her.

I realized that what I feared the most had materialized, yet I survived.

I'm just a broken girl who's learned I can't walk the crooked path of this life.

And I began walking. A thousand miles, or two, I would carry her all the way to Dalbreck if I had to. No one would pry her from my arms again.

He consumed me in a different way- the way his eyes made everything jump inside of me when I looked into them, his laughter, temper, the way he sometimes struggled for words, the way his jaw twitched when he was angry, the thoughtful way he listened to me, his incredible restraint and resolve in the face of overwhelming odds. When I looked at him, I saw the easygoing farmer he could have been, but I also saw the soldier and prince that he was.

Three more days. That's what Sven always told me. When you think you're at the end of your rope, give it three more days. And then another three. Sometimes you'll find the rope is longer than you thought.

Ascente cha ores ri ve breazza." "Turn your ear to the wind," she interpreted. "Stand strong.

Until one comes who is mightier, The one sprung from misery, The one who was weak, The one who was hunted, The one marked with claw and vine, The one named in secret, The one called Jezelia.

It doesn't always take an army to save the world. Sometimes it takes just one person who won't let evil win.

We wove our dreams together like armor.

There is one true history And one true future. Listen well, For the child sprung from misery Will be the one to bring hope. From the weakest will come strength. From the hunted will come freedom. —Song of Venda

We already had three steps behind us. "Hold on, Lia," I whispered. Hold on for me.

Sometimes you need to own one whole day. Maybe that's what makes you brave enough to face another.