Quotes About Strength

Weak is he who permits his thoughts to control his actions; strong is he who forces his actions to control his thoughts.

Elephants are useful friends: they have handles on both ends.

I have an idea that the phrase "weaker sex" was coined by some woman to disarm the man she was preparing to overwhelm.

Where there is a monster, there is a miracle.

Alas! The only flower known to have wings is the butterfly; all others stand helpless before the destroyer.

Taking cruelty for strength is the most common mistake of youth. Youth only knows life by the intensity of its own feelings—a continuous explosive fortissimo with a foot on the pedal. Youth knows nothing of that supreme sensitivity, the true sensitivity of the strong that denies cruelty; youth has no inkling of the force with which a barely audible pianissimo can strike under your heart.

When something frightens them, they do not run but go to face it. They take up arms and go to the front. They are not afraid to live, and to die, too, if they have to: they already know that, too is a part of life.

Det vonde drep du ikkje med øks.

Vivíamos para resistir, y resistíamos para vivir.

Olga Lengyel

The priests and nuns in the camp proved that they had real strength of character.

To wielka tajemnica, ?e ka?de wyzwanie uruchamia w nas prawdziwie ?ywotne si?y

That's too much. You can't want all those things,' he said. 'Oh yes I can! And I'm the one to define what I can want,' I shouted furiously

Come back to me. The world is terrible and it can kill you. Look at the earthquakes, the volcanic eruptions, the fires and the floods," He thundered from the rain clouds. "Oh, come on, I'll manage," man replied, and was gone.

The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

In fact, thought Karen, women could get along perfectly fine without men altogether.

Contuition," repeated the professor, his irritation painstakingly concealed, "is, as I said, a variety of insight that spontaneously reveals the presence of some larger-than-human strength, some unity above heterogeneity.

At that point I felt a surge of Anger, genuine, not to say Divine Anger. It flooded me from inside in a burning hot wave. This energy made me feel great, as if it were lifting me off the ground, a mini Big Bang within the universe of my body. There was fire burning within me, like a neutron star.

It's a complete mystery that every challenge triggers vital forces within us. I really did feel better—only my left leg was still racked with pain, like an electric current, so I was walking on it stiffly, as if it were a prosthesis. But once I had to move the ladder, I stopped worrying about my Ailments. I forgot about the pain.

At the bridge the wind hits both of them like a kind of lady boxer.

To proste - my?la? Mieczy? Wojnicz, ?ykaj?c ?zy, które miesza?y si? z krwi? zwierz?cia w jego w?t?ym ciele - by? m??czyzn? to nauczy? si? ignorowa? to, co sprawia k?opot. Oto ca?a tajemnica.

This wasn't the time to lie down and submit. What if the world was treating her like a bunch of cruel boys a dog—kicking her from all sides, all at once? She mustn't put her tail between her legs and yelp and hug the ground. She must stand up and bristle her back, and snarl, and show her teeth if necessary. And she would, too! Oh, there was a lot of fight left in her yet.

Make the iron hot by striking it.

God made them as stubble to our swords.