Quotes About Strength

Tú, todo tú, eres amor incandescente. Amor que no muere. Amor que permanece. Amor que no duele, aunque en este instante me encuentre llorando.

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She realized that you can't be weak when it comes to killing: you have to be strong or it just causes more sorrow.

Porque no quiero." Tita con estas tres palabras había dado el primer paso hacia la libertad.

It occurred to her that she could use her mother's strength right now. Mama Elena was merciless, killing with a single blow. But then again not always. For Tita she had made an exception; she had been killing her a little at a time since she was a child, and she still hadn't quite finished her off.

I meant us," she whispered. "I destroyed us." His fingers tightened against her cheek. "I'm not destroyed." Her breath stopped. "I'm scarred." He withdrew his hand and closed it carefully into a fist at his side. Again it slid in search of a pocket, but found none in which to bury itself. "I'm battered. But I'm still standing, Kai.

You don't meet many people who let you practice your self-confidence on them that way. The ones who do are either very weak or very strong.

That's the key, you know. If you think about the pain to come, you'll just give up. So you take it hour by hour, minute by minute, and the only thing you have through all of it is your team." Elizabeth

It can't beat us! Pa said. Can't it, Pa? Laura asked stupidly. No, said Pa. It's got to quit sometime and we don't. It can't lick us. We won't give up. Then Laura felt a warmth inside her. It was very small but it was strong. It was steady, like a tiny light in the dark, and it burned very low but no winds could make it flicker because it would not give up.

Laura Ingalls Wilder

Every war is more or less a woman's war.

Pa took her hand and comforted it in his big one. He said, "We must do the best we can, Laura, and not grumble. What must be done is best done cheerfully.

Where a light can't live, I know I can't.

God hates a coward. I don't actually believe this is true. But it's something to aim for.

When gloomy clouds across the sky Cast shadows o'er the land, Bright rays of hope illumine my path, For Jesus holds my hand.

Now she was alone; she must take care of herself. When you must do that, then you do it and you are grown up.

and the "Devil's Hornpipe.

Laura Ingalls Wilder

The creek would go down. It would be a gentle, pleasant place to play in again. But nobody could make it do that. Nobody could make it do anything. Laura knew now that there were things stronger than anybody. But the creek had not got her. It had not made her scream and it could not make her cry

has been ridden, but better head her onto the plowed ground. It will be harder going for her—so she won't be so frisky—and a soft place for you to light if you fall off." So when Laura was safely in the saddle

As she floundered on, plunging into the deep snow, she suddenly laughed aloud. Well, she thought, here I am. I dread to go on and I would not go back.

That was Laura, because she was so small.

She might not be as strong as everyone she met, or as fast, or even as smart. But she could bullshit with the best of them. Combine that with a license to carry, and a girl could more than get by in this life.

It must be nice to be so strong and to think it's because you're so good, that you live right and eat right, so you deserve your health and happiness. But there is such a thing as luck, and there's more bad luck than good in this world.