Quotes About Strength

If I sometimes seem to take too great pride in my fighting ability, it must be remembered that fighting is my vocation.

Leave to a Thark his head and one hand and he may yet conquer.

The girls head went high. There could be but one suitable reply to your assertion, Mr. Clayton, she said icily, and I regret that I am not a man, that I might make it. She turned quickly and entered the cabin.

nothing is too good for the object of their adoration as long as he maintains his position by repeated examples of his skill, strength, and courage.

I am a fighting man, not a scientist. Here

I verily believe that a man's way with women is in inverse ratio to his prowess among men. The weakling and the saphead have often great ability to charm the fair sex, while the fighting man who can face a thousand real dangers unafraid, sits hiding in the shadows like some frightened child.

I never did believe in the equality of the sexes, but no girl is the weaker vessel if she gets first grip of the kitchen poker.

Non ho mai seguito valori illusori, come il successo, ma ho cercato e trovato dei punti di forza che mi hanno consentito una concezione più ampia del mondo, una sempre rinnovata capacità di gratitudine nei confronti dei miei simili e una sincera umiltà che mi assiste oggi, mentre dalla mia piccola posizione di vantaggio lungo il cammino che va verso l'alto e non finisce mai, guardo la pazienza ammirevole e il coraggio di quelli che dietro di me lottano ancora.

I should prefer being thrown to the demnition ducks and drakes, he said moodily.

wie ein dürrer, kahler Fels steht mein zerstörtes Leben in der Brandung des Weltalls.

It is by our power to suffer, above all, that we are of more value than the sparrows.

Seek to persuade the sea wave not to break. You will persuade me no more easily.

Not because he had complete courage based on overwhelming strength, which is merely a matter of course, but because, by his sorrow for wrongdoing ad his willingness to do anything to expiate it, he showed greatness of soul.

These passages show that the great and bitter needs of the helpless were reaching up to heaven and changing the god of the strong into the protector of the weak.

Love with her would be a field of action, not a need. She was complete whether she won or lost the world. She was her own fortress and her own sanctuary.

If you cannot imagine pain fully, neither can you fully imagine the resources you have in you to meet it and overcome it.

They journeyed far and the white bear said, Are you afraid? No, she replied. I am not afraid.

though she had not had the strength to shake off the spell that bound her to him she had lost all spontaneity of feeling, and seemed to herself to be passively awaiting a fate she could not avert.

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise.

So close to the powers of evil she must have lived that she still breathed more freely in their air.

She was like some rare flower grown for exhibition, a flower from which every bud had been nipped except the crowning blossom of her beauty.

And for always getting what she wants in the long run, commend me to a nasty woman.

The world] is not a pretty place; and the only way to keep a footing in it is to fight it on its own terms - and above all, my dear, not alone!

But how could she trust herself to keep her footing? She knew the strength of the opposing impulses-she could feel the countless hands of habit dragging her back into some fresh compromise with fate.