Best 28 quotes in «womens inspirational quotes» category

All girls are beautiful. If you do not see it; you are not looking at what matters most - the heart!

A Bombshell wants it all, yet she is beginning to see she can’t have it all at once.

As women, we are always taught never to let a man know of our affections towards him, lest he laugh, run away, or think that we are psycho. But what if that's not true? Have you ever stopped to think that? What if it's like there's a beautiful little bird in our hearts and we're too afraid to let anyone see it in there? What's wrong with letting anyone know that there's a bird in your chest? Maybe there are lots of wrong ones, but maybe there's one that's just for you— the one who won't laugh or run away when he sees that little bird. After all, it’s just a pretty bird!

Balance is Impossible; Memories are Better.

A Bombshell’s constant struggle is living up to her God given potential while also battling in her mind the difference between her expectations and the world’s expectations.

A Pheonomenal woman is driven by her divine given POWER: The acronym Power defines her qualities: Poised for success Opportunities are endless Works hard to achieve her goals Enduring strength and vitality Reaps the rewards of her hard work A Phenomenal woman will get out of bed, when the whole world around her is falling apart.

My wife is a thief... She takes the last cookie Takes forever to get ready She takes her time in the shower Takes all of the hot water She takes my favorite seat on the couch Takes the high road when I lose control My wife is a thief... She took my last name Took the time to get to know me, love me She took the back seat and let me lead Took on motherhood and the emotional toll that it brings She took care of me the many times that I've gotten sick Took on the pain of pregnancy so that the Jackson legacy would live on My wife takes, and takes, and takes... I'm so proud of my perpetual thief who stole my heart and won't give it back.

Find the joy in the journey

It's easy to make me laugh, you can make me laugh, anyone can make me laugh, but that certainly does not mean you can make me do anything.

Our daily thoughts manifest into the life we live and what occurs around us.

God is funny. He had a funny day when he made me. A funny, thoughtful, crazy day. He gave me a physique by which I would be so easily and so quickly judged, then gave me a mind by which I would so deeply magnetize, He put within me a heart with small, fast wings that I can hardly, barely handle, and then gave me a voice that hides behind everything in whispers. Oh, and also put a pen in my hand which writes me into madness! How can anyone possibly understand me? But I don't think God cared about that thought, when He made me! How ridiculously unfair!

If a woman defined herself solely by the man she was with—and vice versa—the world would be a very shallow and insipid place, indeed.

I had become a poet long before I learnt how to walk. My mother, a poet, made me a poet in her womb!

Make no excuses for your authority nor for your fierce grace. Make no apologies for your boundaries nor for your decision to be vulnerable.

Remember, you are not aspiring for perfection, Bombshell. You are aspiring for progress, one step at a time.

Self-growth does not always mean that we've changed. It means that we've stopped listening to what others say we 'ought' to be doing and finally live our lives according to our own values.

She did not choose to become a wanderer. She did not take a conscious decision that she wants to become a wanderer. Destiny chose her to wander. And then she became a wanderer. The wanderings keep on happening on their own. And the wanderer keeps on wandering! The wanderer does not have a final home. She does not have a certain destination. She keeps on drifting from place to place. And wanderings become her destiny! And she becomes the wanderer!

She realised that he would never be sorry because he had refused to see her for who she was - and who she definitely wasn’t.

Sorry, Sister. You're not “normal.” You're exceptional. You're a Bombshell. If this was easy, everyone would be a successful business owner.

These women are, quite simply, alive; they know that the source of true values is not in external things but in human hearts. This gives its charm to the world they live in: they banish ennui by the simple fact of their presence, with their dreams, their desires, their pleasures, their emotions, their ingenuities. The sanseverina, that 'active soul' dreads ennui more than death. To stagnate in ennui 'is to keep from dying, she said, not to live'; she is ' always impassioned over something, always in action and gay too '. Thoughtless, childish or profound, gay or grave, daring or secretive, they all reject the heavy sleep in which humanity is mired. And these women who have been able to maintain their liberty- empty as it has been- will rise through passion to heroism once they find an objective worthy of them; their spiritual power, their energy, suggest the fierce purity of total dedication

She laughs an honest laugh... one that puts the fakes on edge and makes them dream of being better.

The concept of “work-life balance” is a fleeting idea for a Bombshell. Instead, a focus on work-life success—where her time and energy shifts based on the rotating demands of each area of her life—is far more realistic.

When girls see women in leadership roles speaking out for what they believe in, they see it is possible for them, too. Instead of a faraway dream, their aspirations become real, concrete and achievable. Womanhood starts to look more inviting.

When you are in harmony with love and positivity, everything you want will be pushed in your direction and given to you.

Why do I call myself the Real-World Feminist? I also bristle at the bullshit labels that come with the term “feminist.” Because we’re not man-hating, humorless PC-robots, and I’m not going to be boxed in by anyone else’s idea of what a feminist is.

When you are a real queen, there is absolutely no reason to try and make people believe that you are one. Because you just are. Life is lived with grace, courage, and serenity. If you must dedicate any amount of time and mental ability to making anyone believe that you are one; you're not!

Where a woman's faith in herself ends; so too does her joy.

You've got to find a man who will build you up. Enough with the boys who like to break things apart and put them back together just to see how they work. Even though you have already built yourself up, the value in adding anyone else to your life lies in the question if whether or not they can add more to that structure. If not, you're better off alone. You've got this one life, who are you going to let into it? And why?