Quotes About Strength

Some people when they have taken too much and have been driven beyond the point of endurance, simply crumble and give up. There are others, though they are not many, who will for some reason always be unconquerable. You meet them in time of war and also in time of peace. They have an indomitable spirit and nothing, neither pain nor torture nor threat of death, will cause them to give up.

These books gave Matilda a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone.

Give us strength, oh Lord, to let our children starve.

Being very small and very young, the only power Matilda had over anyone in her family was brain-power.

She believed she could so she did.

And Mrs. Fox said to her children, 'I should like you to know that if it wasn't for your father we should all be dead by now. Your father is a fantastic fox.' Mr. Fox looked at his wife and she smiled. He loved her more than ever when she said things like that.

This Giant had some sort of magic in his legs.

The Trunchbull" is no match for Matilda!

When she marched—Miss Trunchbull never walked, she always marched like a storm-trooper with long strides and arms aswinging—when she marched along a corridor you could actually hear her snorting as she went, and if a group of children happened to be in her path, she ploughed right on through them like a tank, with small people bouncing off her to left and right.

The same boiling water that softens the potato hardens the egg. It's about what you're made of, not the circumstances.

She seemed to know that neither crying nor sulking ever got anyone anywhere. The only sensible thing to do when you're attacked is, as Napoleon once said, to counter-attack.

Catherine of Aragon said,"None get to God but through trouble.

But it's in that disappointment, in that confusion, in that pain—the pain that comes from things not going how I wanted them to—that I find the same thing happening, again and again. I come to the end of myself, to the end of my power, the end of my strength, the end of my understanding, only to find, in that place of powerlessness, a strength and peace that weren't there before.

We are both large and small, strong and weak, formidable and faint, reflecting the image of the divine, and formed from dust.

God is in the best, and also the worst. God is in the presence, and also in the absence. God is in the power, and also in the powerlessness.

It is as if the smallest amount of light is infinitely more powerful than massive amounts of dark.

Which is stronger and more powerful, the hardness of the human heart or God's unrelenting, infinite, expansive love?

Embracing your ikigai will always require tremendous faith and courage.

We come up against our powerlessness and often our first response is If I were just more powerful Ã¢â'¬Â¦ But this isn't an obstacle we power through, it's a truth we make peace with. I was starting to learn that Ã¢â'¬Â¦

I was developing the musculature, bit by bit by bit, to lean in instead of away. To listen, when my first instinct was to plug my ears. To open up, when I wanted to shut down.

huffed and hefted dumbbells:

I thought of James Baldwin, retreating to Paris in order to catch his breath and be stronger in his fight against oppression back home. I wanted to stomp the earth and leave giant footprints. What is the point of living if you don't leave your mark?

There weren't many people in this world who would let you be vulnerable and still believe you were strong.

It seems to me that any law that is not enforced and can't be enforced weakens all other laws.