Quotes About Strength

Non sono un premio. Non sono la principessa che dev'essere salvata dal drago. Il principe sono io e i mostri li ammazzo io.»

Love doesn't conquer all, but it can help you conquer everything else.

I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petite woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you—that you would save yourself.

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Is it better to outmonster the monster or to be quietly devoured?

She was tiny, less than five feet, but somehow didn't seem that small; attitude can make up for inches.

She is one of the bravest people I know, because when she's scared, or nervous, or so uncomfortable that she wants to do anything but what she has to do, she does it anyway. She taught me that you can only truly be brave if you're afraid, that without fear there is no bravery.

You never knew when you'd find a chink in the armor big enough to die through.

I'd had Jean-Claude drive the metaphysical bus before, but I'd never felt it like this, never been so aware of how terribly aware he was of his power, of my power, of the power we all offered him. He was vampire, which meant he was a cold power, a thing of logic, because emotions do not trouble the dead. He shifted through our talents, like Edward would have looked through his gun safe. Which gun will do the job? Which will make this shot?

you either kill your enemies or you leave them the fuck alone.

them. "I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to leave. I'll gather everyone up, and we'll leave you and your men alone. I'd put a sign above St. Louis for all the hired thugs, if I could." "What would it say?" I asked. "Here is a bigger motherfucker than you are." Jacob

He gets power from his line, his master," I said, "it isn't always about personal power." "Truth and Wicked have no masters, do you?" The

Doyle's skin wasn't brown—it was black. He looked as if he'd been carved from ebony. His cheekbones were high and sculpted, the chin a little too sharp for my taste. He was all angles and darkness. Those angles looked deceptively delicate, like the bones of a bird, but I'd seen him be hit full in the face with a war hammer once. He'd bled, but he hadn't broken. The

and pressed my hands into fists, trying to prepare myself. There is no real way to prepare

Lead me, really lead me, or get the hell out of my way! -Anita Blake

Then give your auntie a kiss." What else could I do? I put a light kiss upon those lips, and she slipped her arm through mine, patting my hand as if we were the best of friends. "Come, Meredith, let us go slay our enemies." I

Nikolaos had killed Phillip and bitten me to prove how powerful she was. I bet she thought I'd be scared absolutely shitless of her. She was right on that. But I spend most of my waking hours confronting and destroying things that I fear. A thousand-year-old master vampire was a tall order, but a girl's got to have a goal.

He should have known better than to try and intimidate me with size. I've been the smallest kid on the block for as long as I can remember. Size hadn't been impressive for a very long time.

I won't be alone with him, Livingston. He'll be alone with me.

Merry didn't make you a whining bitch, Talan; you were always that.

It wasn't hard to spot Dolph. Pete McKinnon was standing with them. It was like walking towards two small mountains. Dolph

I had myself under control again. I wasn't going to cry. I was glad. I hated to cry. It always made me feel so weak.

It takes a truly good person to gain power, strength, and mystical abilities and not misuse them.