Quotes About Strength

You could mistake your ability to go this far for strength. So you go on. Strength is admirable, after all, and you are ashamed of everything else about yourself. This endurance at least — this you can admire.

That art -- even, or perhaps especially, art that is dedicated somehow to tenderness, dedicated as a lover who would offer something to her beloved in the last nights they'll share before she leaves this life forever -- is not weak. It is strength.

The catcalls from the cars make me feel strong at first. Isn't beauty strong? I'd always thought beauty was strength, and so I wanted to be beautiful. Those cheers on the street are like a weightlifter's bench-press record. The blond hair is like a flag, and all around me in the night are teams. But with each shout, I am more aware of the edge, how the excitement could turn into violence, blood, bruises, death.

You must be careful. Your voice, the tones it makes, it sounds so strong, as if it could never go away. But it might, all at once, without warning. Certainly

Their whole difficult lives seemed not to weigh on them at all. Taken as mornings and meals, suppers and evenings, all of the world could be carried, both the sad and the delicious, their lives seemed to say.

If anything, I was proud of it. I had endured I told myself. I was so strong. But this is not strength. It is only endurance. A kind of emotional or therapeutic anorexia. I was not strong. Or if I was, it was the adrenaline of the wounded. I was really only broken, moving through the landscape as if I were not, and taking all my pride in believing I was passing as whole.

I am built for this terrible pain, I told myself, and sent myself on my way.

She said this watching my eyes as if she were testing the edge of a blade on me. And so I made sure not to flinch.

They had the faces of angels and the determination of demons.

The rains!' everyone sang. The wind struck us with a force that made our line bend and waver.

I believe the British government forms the best model the world ever produced…. This government has for its object public strength and individual security.

Real firmness is good for anything; strut is good for nothing.

A strong body makes the mind strong... I advise the gun. While this gives moderate exercise to the body, it gives boldness, enterprise, and independence to the mind.

Real firmness is good for every thing— Strut is good for nothing.

The Union itself, which it cements and secures, destroys every pretext for a military establishment which could be dangerous. America united, with a handful of troops, or without a single soldier, exhibits a more forbidding posture to foreign ambition than America disunited, with a hundred thousand veterans ready for combat.

It was remarked in the preceding paper, that weakness and divisions at home would invite dangers from abroad; and that nothing would tend more to secure us from them than union, strength, and good government within ourselves. This subject is copious and cannot easily be exhausted.

What breadth, what beauty and power of human nature and development there must be in a woman to get over all the palisades, all the fences, within which she is held captive!

Compassionate love may be strong. It sobs, it burns, then it wipes away its tears – and it does nothing.

What breadth, what beauty and power of human nature and development there must be in a woman to get over all palisades, all fences, within which she is held captive!

An army of sheep led by a lion is better than an army of lions led by a sheep.

there was no better spot than a mountaintop for taking on the minions of the devil. He

A tree grows taller to the degree that its roots go deeper and wider. If we wish to jump high, we must first bend close to the ground to get the impetus for the spring. Like a jet engine, we move forward by thrusting backward. In therapy each backward move provides the energy for the leap forward. Regression and progression go on side by side.

Only he who can say, The Lord is my strength, can say, Of whom shall I be afraid?

love is the only fire that is hot enough to melt the iron obstinacy of a creatures will