strength

Her scar tissue, which she seems to amass both physically and mentally, may not be pretty, but they have become tougher than if she had never been wounded at all.

My faith is stong enough to endure, kind enough to feel, big enough to accommodate.

A quiet peacefulness stole through him, dimming the sharp sense of loss. His arms contracted around her, the pressure fierce. ____ coming to find you once the trial__ over,_ he murmured against the top of her head. She kissed his chest. __ou__ better._ __e__e not done,_ he told her. __ot by a long shot._ She hummed in agreement and caressed his chest with her fingertips. Nate stroked the length of her spine, savoring the silky texture of her skin. He missed her already and she was still lying naked in his arms. __ust a few more days and this__l all be over._ __on__ make me wait too long, okay?_ __ won__._ He leaned his head back, tipped her chin up with one hand until she met his eyes. If there was even a tiny part of her that doubted his intentions, he wanted that cleared up now. ____e never felt like this about anyone before._ Her eyes softened and she smiled that serene smile that soothed him deep inside. __e neither._ He could drown in this woman and die a happy man. He admired her so damn much. __ou__e strong, baby. So much stronger than you even realize. You__e got this._ __ave I got you, though?_ Normally the question would have freaked him out. Hearing it from her made him feel insanely possessive. __eah, you__e got me, baby._ He was falling so hard and so fast, and it didn__ even faze him. __hen I can handle everything else on my own,_ she whispered, and pulled his mouth down to hers.

Why do people feel better when they blame someone? I don__ know. Maybe it just feels better to be angry than to be sad.

It was supposed to say "Great Artist" on my tombstone, but if I died right now it would say "such a good teacher/daughter/friend" instead; and what I really want to shout, and want in big letters on that grave, too, is FUCK YOU ALL.

My life might not turn out to be easy I thought. I just hoped I'd turn out to be strong.

These dogs didn't bother to bond with us, but stuck out their paws, not to shake hands but so we could slit their wrists and get it the hell over with. (p.51)

I do not fix problems. I fix my thinking. Then problems fix themselves.

The struggle you're in today is developing the strength you need for tomorrow. Don´t give up.

... you should never give yourself a chance to fall apart because, when you do, it becomes a tendency and it happens over and over again. You must practice staying strong, instead.

Love gives strength to the spirit.

If you live by the grace of God and you constantly recognise His grace in your life, then your weakness turns into strength

Give me another Chance Then, You will Get Less than I Gain...

Trails are used by God to teach you humility and dependence on His grace rather than your own strength.

Murder me with bombs you poor lonely sod I will only build myself again and stronger. I am too stupid to know better I am a woman built on the wreckage of myself.

Failure is a mindset, not a circumstance. I let my experiences strengthen me. You think I fell on my face, but I__ down here doing pushups.

BE an accomplisher against all odds.

The less you feed the ego, the stronger you will be.