Best 249 quotes in «strong women quotes» category

Normally, I would have kicked him in the nuts for touching me without my consent.

Need someone to always have your back? Try yourself...

Not every story is about a girl who dreams of romance, waiting impatiently and dramatically for a tall, handsome, strong man to fall hopelessly in love with, in the foolish hope that he will protect her from all harm and give her the happily ever after she has always wanted.

Now I think it's one of the most useless questions an adult can ask a child—What do you want to be when you grow up? As if growing up is finite. As if at some point you become something and that's the end.

Now, Mr. Antonio. I understand that there are people who are close to you who want me dead.” “No, mija. They don’t want you dead.” “Then explain this.” I handed him the picture. He chuckled again. “No, they don’t want you dead. That would be too easy. They want revenge.” Cold sweat broke out all over me, but I kept my face calm. I looked at him straight in the eye. “Well, then they are going to be quite disappointed, aren’t they?” I flashed my teeth at him. “Senorita, you might want to warn Senor Smith, you see, my nephew he doesn’t like to share, and if he sees another man after you, he’ll get very, eh, aggressive.” The silver fox looked at me and winked. “Oh, he won’t have to worry.” I said as I was walking out the door. “I doubt he will be alive long enough to know Agent Smith.” Then I slammed the door.

Oh man! You have no idea what you just did. You have made her stronger, incassable and unstoppable.

Once the woman decided to get free, she had also decided to stay free... The older Jo =got, the more he understood about the woman he called Ma. The more he understood that sometimes staying free required unimaginable sacrifice.

One day I’ve chosen my pride to be my sword And since then I have been always there for myself I’ve been my own soldier, And my whole army that don’t grieve over losing worthless battles anymore...

Pain is just a piece of information.

Once upon a time; there was a little girl who believed in herself and in the woman she wanted to be. She is standing now looking at her broken mirror Observing its blurry pieces And yet feeling so proud of what she is looking at ….

Place your truth on my hips. Don’t tell me who you are. Show me with your sincerity, let me see the helplessness in your eyes, wrap your irreverence around me. I’ve been afraid. My freedom has been mistaken for frivolousness, my sexuality for carelessness. Double standards imposed with hypocritical fingers and incurious hearts. I’ve relinquished myself to the wrong ideologies. I’m tired of having to cover my vulnerability to protect others from feeling theirs. Expose me, penetrate me with broad philosophies, let us collide recklessly with freedom. Steal my wild heart, but do not ask me to live under an umbrella when I like being soaked by the rain.

Pop Idols or not, I prefer to have my hand shaken rather than kissed twice,” Auntabelle said. - Amazon Lee Adventures in China.

Radical and insurgent and impatient. Those qualities sound more like you, my love.

She didn't struggle and so she didn't grow

She does not flinch from the caress, because she feels very strong. She walks everywhere she goes but is never tired.

She grew tired of shielding her body, For societal expectation and propriety, Double standards and sobriety, Ideologies of prudent cries, And boys who made her tell them lies. She wanted a man who’d destroy her reputation, One strong enough to feed her unruly temptation, Not leave her alone in risk of damnation. Someone strong enough to make her feel, Like a free woman who needn’t yield, Run with her naked through a field. Live on the fringe free of restriction, Treat her as a woman, undo the affliction. A man who’d take her breath with desire, Someone with whom her passions could conspire, A man strong enough to keep up with her fire.

She is a fortress build with fortitude. She goes on when she’s deadbeat. She can’t quit, because others are watching. She smiles instead.

She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.

She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible.

She had spent so much time worrying that accepting love, becoming part of all the love stories, would trap her in some way, change her into someone weak, someone she did not want to be. But she realized now that she had been narrow - minded, considering a love story as a lesser story, a story that might make her lesser to be part of. She had always thought she needed to be in control, but now she found she did not want to put any limits on herself at all.

She was a predator - a creature of the night who rejoiced in the thrill of the hunt.

She will rise. With a spine of steel and a roar like thunder, she will rise.

She was tired of everyone deciding her life for her. She was ready to figure out who she really was--not what anyone else told her to be.

Spirit over mind. Mind over matter. It's that simple

Someday daughters will be trained just as sons by their parents to assume leadership positions. There are the exceptions today where a daughter assumes leadership over a state or corporation, but those are still exceptions today. A shame since women have overtaken men in being the dominant consumers and decision makers in the family. - Strong by Kailin Gow on Raising a Strong Woman Leader

Standing in front of him I wipe his liquid from the corner of my mouth and stare deeply. I can see the panic in his eyes. I can smell his fear, deep, rich and growing, and for the first time tonight I’m actually aroused.

Taken from the dedication in my debut novel Exactly 23 days. To honour all women on International Women's day. For women everywhere: When you know you are finally mended, spread the word, hold out your hand, share some love from your heart and some laughter from your soul and be there for a new member of the sisterhood who needs your help. Let's all help our sisters worldwide to stand tall and know, they can and they will recover, survive and thrive, to live the life they deserve. To all the sisters who reached out and held my hand in whatever way you could, who cried my tears with me, and laughter my laughter too, I thank every one of you. I survived.

SUBJECT: Real original Dear Dark Assholes, I get the point. Showing me that you know how to log onto a computer and utilize Google must’ve taken some pretty keen strategizing on your part. Really, really cool trick. Now leave me the hell alone. -The DL

The Almighty LORD is our strong deliver.

Teinosuke preferred not to be too deeply involved in domestic problems, and particularly with regard to Etsuko's upbringing he was of the view that matters might best be left to his wife. Lately, however, with the outbreak of the China Incident, he had become conscious of the need to train strong, reliant women, women able to support the man behind the gun.

The girl was a gypsy before an illness took control of her legs, now she watches in awe the world pass by whilst stillness teaches her about inner strength.

The idea that women should be kept weak, uneducated, and dependent on a man in ancient civilization was somewhat misinterpreted and misused, if they were referring to biblical support. In fact, in Ancient Israel women could own property. The Book of Proverbs describes an ideal woman as a woman who has the means and capacity to make financial and business decisions. It says 'she considers a field and buys it'. (Proverbs 31:16) - Raising A Strong Daughter: What Fathers Should Know by Finlay Gow JD and Kailin Gow MA

The courage to live brings its own rewards.

The king may rule the kingdom, but it's the queen who moves the board.

The new normal is to have strong women and girls as typical a character for television, films, and books. There wouldn't be a need to have a category for "Strong Women". Strong by Kailin Gow

Then I’ll haste to wed a sailor, and send him off to sea, For a life of independence, is the pleasant life for me. But every now and then I shall like to see his face, For it always seems to me to beam with manly grace, With his brow so nobly open, and his dark and kindly eye, Oh my heart beats fondly towards him whenever he is nigh. But when he says “Goodbye my love, I’m off across the sea,” First I cry for his departure, then laugh because I’m free. (“Nantucket Girl’s Song,” as recorded in Eliza Brock’s journal)

There are few moments in your life where it will all make sense, maybe not so logically but via intuition and inner knowing. You will go for it, against all odds, against all opinion. You won't know the outcome instantly but thats whats exciting, the outcome doesn't matter as much as the courage it took to risk it all for a dream no one else can see but you. That kind of integrity will take you places, the kind of inner strength that not only builds dreams but shatters nightmares.

There isn't a safety net I haven't fallen through, so feel my back on the Earth and know I can stand longer than you.

These bones I carry were borrowed from women much stronger than I. Know that when you need them, you can borrow mine.

They are inked all over my skin; The words I wish that I could have said, The things I wish that I could have changed, The wounds, the scars, the struggles, and all the names of those who once did me wrong. The way I have it all written on my body has strengthened that soul of mine within, It makes me unstoppable and much more proud of my journey, how far I’ve become, and of the woman I grew up to be…

This is for all those who choose to stand out No matter how many people around have no power but to fit in. This is for all those who still hope for new mornings No matter how long, cold and gloomy their nights were. This is for you This is for me And this is for everyone who still have some kind of hope in their hearts , no matter how many times this life have proved them why they shouldn’t … Thank you! Thank you for being the silver lining that still finds its way through the darkness ….

Those same fists had always defied everything expected of her.

They took something from me, and if I don't get it back on my own, it won't matter. It won't be mine." "They?" "Trent. All of them. They made me a victim. ... Help me be something else again.

Though she has always the words to kill and the strength to hit back. She chooses to let karma does its thing. And sooner or later karma will show those who did her wrong and drew obstacles among her path how damn hell looks like…

Too tired of living under the same sky with their old faces. So sick of being in the same room with their echoing voices. They made my soul heavy, as much as they corrupted my mind. They forced me to see my world in their colors as if I were a colorblind. A walking dead is what they made of me, but I cannot take this anymore. I’ll find my way back home to the old me; To the beautiful dreamy little girl I’ve been before…

What do I do?" Asked the princess. "You keep your head down." She looked at me petulantly. "Like hell I will. If we're going to die, I'm going down fighting, even if I'm terrible with a weapon." "Fair enough," I said, handing her a cutlass. She swished it around. "Pointy end toward the bad guy, right?" "Right.

Wait for a hero? Barbara Joan Gordon -- Be your own damn hero.

what is amazing in nature is that the female, because of their role to protect their young and to protect their family or social group, are the ones with the keener sense of awareness. Yet this is the opposite with humans where the females are less aware of danger and less able to personally defend and protect themselves as well as their young. - Raising A Strong Daughter: What Fathers Should Know by Finlay Gow JD and Kailin Gow MA

What’s that around your neck?” asked Emily. “It’s a golden star.” Said Reed. “What did you get it for?” “Chemistry class.” “What’s the star for?” the shadow asked, Usually stars represent a straight A student. “You get it for having greatness. But Emily doesn’t know what that is.” He said, answering the shadows question and looking at Emily. “Greatness, what’s greatness?” Emily asked, all wide eyed, and clueless looking “It’s when you do really awesome stuff, and people recognize you for it.” “Oh, no” Emily laughed .”No, I don’t know what that is.

When her soul is on fire. Her head in the clouds. And her heart on her sleeves. She is under no obligations to neither Make any sense to you Nor To put on a different skin in order to owe your heart...