Quotes About Strength

My mother once told me that diamonds were born of pressure, but I never understood what she meant until I met you.

She wanted to purr—because apparently central casting had just sent down the consummate virile warlord.

Rub some dirt on it. S'll be fine." "Rub some dirt, then?" he repeated, unable to keep the amusement from his tone. "I like your attitude, lass.

Bringing it, Nïx the Ever-Knowing, Soothsayer Without Equal, General of the New Army of Vertas.

Abyssian, understand me: I will escape you, and when I do, I will leave rubble in my wake! As she spoke, the fire flared behind her, twin spires above her head that resembled horns.

Te sentiste bien al montar y salvarla, ¿no? Imagina lo bien que ella se siente cada ve que vence a sus enemigos... Por su cuenta

No longer a victim. I broke an altar with my werewolf lover. How fitting, how utterly empowering. Broke that bitch!

Then I remembered something. I was Lark freaking Inukai. I sat up, swiping my tears away. I defanged killers. I defused their aggression. I found out their weaknesses and exploited them ruthlessly. You don't know me, Death. Every

Every dangerous creature had a weakness. I would find his. If we were supposed to play to win, I would dominate. You don't know me at all. . . .

What would Ripley do? When in a jam, Carrow often thought of how Ellen Ripley, the legendary badasstress of the Alien quadrilogy, would figure her way out.

Do you have any idea how high you reach for one such as her?" In fact, he was well acquainted with that idea. Though Kaderin abhorred what he was, he couldn't be more pleased with her. When she'd hopped up onto this altar next to Riora, he'd seen that the goddess had nothing over his Bride. Still, he raised his chin. "I have wealth to spoil her and strength to protect her. She could do worse for a husband.

Fierce wee thing. "There's my brave lass.

Egotistical? Try self-confident. Should I be meek instead? Would you like me better then?" "No. I've never wanted a meek woman for my own. I've wanted a queen—" "And now you have one.

You'll move through worlds," the female murmured, as if imparting a secret to Lanthe. "In one realm, hurt. In one realm, leave. In one realm, cleave. In one realm, shine.

Take a chance on me, witchling." It was then that she made a fateful observation. Bowen MacRieve was holding his breath. Damn him! And there went strong and furious, gone with a whimper.

The greatest thing about having power is the mere having of power. Use the latter well, and you'll never have to use the former.

The beauty calms the beast?

Everyone will just figure this week was Evie's red-light at the Y. When I'm OTR, I scourge the halls like Godzilla. Your little la-la-land thing is cute compared to the breathing of actual fire.

Your little sis is quite a boss. And she's totally in love with a Vrekener.

Sucedió. Dolió. Mejores cosas vendrán.

Doona ever doubt my desire for you—if I truly was in a contest for the right to have you, I'd have bitten his goddamned throat free, then laid it at your feet in offer!" Her

Yes, Morgana was stronger. Yes, the queen had packed one hell of a persuasive punch. But love would triumph.

I saw your power. You're stronger than he is." "Don't play to my considerable vanity, demon." She examined her nails. "It will gain you nothing.

You will never make the Moon Card doubt herself.