Quotes About Strength

At that moment, she saw not the man but the leopard within. And she realized the truth far too late - he wasn't human, wasn't Psy, was *changeling*. The leopard lived in every aspect of him, from his strength to his anger to his rage.

the things we hold inside, the nightmares we stifle, have far more power than the things we expose to the light of day.

Don't hide. Don't pretend. Confront what hurts you, know the shape and form of it so you can conquer it.

Those who saw mortals as weak and without courage had never spoken to one who'd experienced loss such as this, a loss rare among angelkind.

I'd line the streets with bodies before I'd ever hurt you.

We're all a little broken." Quiet. Potent. "No one goes through life with a whole heart.

You either fight or you curl up and die. Only two choices.

The peacemaker must have the strongest heart and the toughest will in the room.

Men who call strong women shrews," she said in a tone formed of sugar syrup and molasses, "are often men scared of a woman's strength.

Vaughn had never been this content. It was as if a missing part of him had come home, a part of that he'd been functionning without but, now that he's found it, the loss of which he'd never survive. Faith was inside him, held in the core of his animal heart, protected by every ounce of strength he had.

Me, I like my woman so tough grown men whimper and hide when they see her coming their way.

Panic threatened but was beaten into submission by her will to live. Elena P. Deveraux had never given up yet.

Something bad happened to me, didn't it?" Worse than the captivity, worse than the torture after she created the labyrinth. Kaleb knew he'd made a major tactical error. But he'd promised Sahara he'd never lie to her, so he said, "Yes," and waited. "I'm not ready yet." Her hand fell to his shoulder. "Not strong enough yet. But I will be soon.

No one goes through life with a whole heart.

Sé quién eres —replicó, sosteniéndole la mirada—. No van a espantarme tus "imperfecciones". —Una húmeda película empañó los ojos de Sophia, volviendo iridiscente aquella negrura—. Tú y yo encajamos —susurró contemplando sus ojos atormentados—. Dos piezas rotas que forman un todo. —No era la declaración más romántica, pero salía de su alma—. No voy a perderte.

Haces que me sienta fuerte, me haces sentir que puedo luchar contra el mismísimo destino. Si estás leyendo esta carta, es que he fracasado. Pero has de estar orgulloso de mí, Max; lo he intentado con todas mis fuerzas.

Heroes, I've learned, don't always wear white. Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.

Yet instead of drowning in the darkness that had threatened to suck her under, Brenna had said "fuck you" to the monster who'd hurt her, and she'd chosen to live. She'd not only wrenched back control of her own life, she'd taken on an Arrow and claimed him as her mate.

He watched her with unyielding focus even as shards of white-hot agony thrust into his brain. Ethan had chosen.

Strength doesn't mean never relying on anyone.

I'm alive. I fucking made it. No one has the right to take that from me.

I never saw her down, you know? But those last two times, it was like she was . . . fading. As if someone was stealing her spirit.

Elena didn't look away—she'd rather face death than have her mind invaded, for what was that if not another form of crawling?

The Cascade, according to everything they'd been able to discover, was a confluence of time and certain critical events that led to a surge of power in the Cadre. All of the archangels would grow in strength, some might be touched with madness, but none would remain the same. Neither would the world, for the archangels were part of its very fabric.