Quotes About Strength

To overcome my fear, I shackled myself with hope, its links heavier than any metal known to man.

Just because your brother is not allowed to live his life, it doesn't mean you don't live yours," she says, with an uncharacteristically sage expression. "You get on with your own life." She puts a hand on his shoulder. "You're getting strong," she says. "Well, you need some time. Time to get over everything, and time to get used to the fact that Winnie is no longer on this earth.

We each cope differently with the specter of our deaths. Some people deny it. Some pray. Some numb themselves with tequila. I was tempted to do a little of each of those things. But I think we are supposed to try to face it straightforwardly, armed with nothing but courage.

Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever

We have two options, medically and emotionally: give up or fight like hell.

But you can't quit, either. Even if you have to walk to the finish line… ~ Linda Armstrong

The current decline of America and the rise of Japan was due, obviously, to forgetting that simple and essential lesson. Don't eat your dessert until you deserve it. Don't spend your money until you've earned it. Don't take your pleasure until you're stronger than pleasure and can prove it.

And I always thought: the very simplest words Must be enough. When I say what things are like Everyone's heart must be torn to shreds. That you'll go down if you don't stand up for yourself Surely you see that.

You don't look strong enough to trouble nobody around here.... We grow our own troubles--it would be a novelty to have some we ain't already used to.

Buffalo Hump knew his son was brave, but that was not enough. If a warrior lacked wisdom, courage alone would not keep him alive for long.

The woman had won. In the end, it seemed they always did.

He might die, but at least he could fight first, and not simply pass his days shaking at the expectation of slaughter.

Is the girl all right?" "She's had an ordeal but she's young," Augustus said. "She won't forget it, but she might outlive it.

They respected only the strong men who could not be insulted without a price being paid in blood.

His feet were swollen to twice their size, besides being cut here and there. Yet they were the only feet he had, and after dozing for an hour in the sun, he got up and hobbled on.

You can scare off a lot of cowboys just by looking mean, I guess.

Could any woman live every day with that level of masculinity?

Without risk there was no power, not for a grown man.

Life ain't for sissies, as Augustus might have said.

That in itself didn't bother her, though. If there was one thing she didn't need to do, it was to talk to a man.

It's not the end of the world, Pea. Just pick up and keep going.

Men were odd. One day they were hard, far too hard; the next day they were soft, far too soft. They were like porcupines: prickly on the outside, but with soft bellies.

Gus knew himself. He knew how he wanted to be, and he had chosen in the critical hour not to accept being less.

The bad things that had happened to her had not killed her. They had not even killed the laughter in her.