Quotes About Strength

Bound souls. He had always thought the stories of men and women bound throughout all eternity by the strength of passion, either love or hate, were but pleasant tales for long winter's nights. Bound souls, two sides of the same counter, together through all the lives of the souls, and forever before and afterward. But he recognized the woman just as surely as she recognized him, and he knew the tales were true.

Even now, I found it difficult to believe that my father could or might be dying. He had always been a strong man, a good leader. No one had ever seen him with his head bowed in despair or defeat, no one had ever seen him slump in resignation, nor had anyone ever had even so much as a hint from him that he might ever give up. It was hard to picture all that strength drained from my father's body.

God is not here to be demanded of, begged from, or criticized. He hands out burdens to those who are strong enough to carry them, and I feel profoundly uncomfortable with the idea of lining up with the other invalids and asking for mine to be alleviated.

You are special. You are meant to survive, to go on and do great things.

When I'm with you, I feel fixed.

I know it sounds silly, but I'm proud of myself. I guess for living a brave life.

I could be mad at you. I could scream at you. But I won't. You raised me to take care of myself, and I will.

This is worth dying for. A driver with a firm jawline

whoever she was becoming. She was grateful that her father had prepared her for this type of hard, lonely

William, that she had the capacity to raise these giant, beautiful sails and go.

She was her father's rocket.

To be the rocket, she had to be with her sisters, and she had to set her daughter free.

He wanted to know where the ice was weakest beneath their feet so he could keep them from falling through.

She was Julia's wild hair, she was the lake her husband had once been carried out of, and no matter what happened next, she was love.

Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:30, 31 NIV

For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.

Women are as brave as any man. They save their own without a second thought. But that's love isn't it? Loyalty. Women never give up, not when it's someone they love. Many a child wouldn't be here if they did.

had reasoned this out in my mind; there was one of two things I had a right to, liberty or death; if I could not have one, I would have the other; for no man should take me alive; I should fight for my liberty as long as my strength lasted, and when the time came for me to go, the Lord would let them take me.

Yet she could feel a hard, tight knot of anger and hate forming within her as she walked along. She decided to walk home, hoping that the anger would evaporate on the way. She moved in long, swift strides. There was a hard sound to her heels clicking against the sidewalk and she tried to make it louder. Hard, hard, hard. That was the only way to be--so hard that nothing, the street, the house, the people--nothing would ever be able to touch her.

It is sheer folly to try to control the destiny of another human. But you had to know that while you were young and strong, while life bubbled through you.

No existence is more contemptible than that, which is embittered by fear.

It is wrong to give way to grief.

And, if the weak hand, that has recorded this tale, has, by its scenes, beguiled the mourner of one hour of sorrow, or, by its moral, taught him to sustain it—the effort, however humble, has not been vain, nor is the writer unrewarded.

It is well-known, that a weak mind, rather than have such a suffering, will turn aside, and take shelter in willing credulity to its first opinion; a strong one, meeting the worst at once, will proceed straight forward, and, freeing itself from an uncertainty, will do both that, which is just towards others, and, in the end, best for its own ease.