Best 143 quotes in «strong woman quotes» category

And so, she turned her back on the abyss for another day.

A strong woman just needs to be loved strongly

Be strong to stand alone.

Broken people are the most dangerous...because they just don't give a fuck

A strong woman is like an eagle, against the strong winds she soars.

A warrior walks alone in the dark.

Being smart and strong is the new sexy. - Kailin Gow

Beyond the limit of pain, it is longer painful.

Cowardice, child? You don't strike me as that sort. You have the heart of a lioness. I can see it in your eyes." The old woman nodded. "He'll need a lioness. To save him from his demons. You could do it, child. If you were brave enough and strong enough. Willing to risk it all. Risk heartbreak and death and even your soul for him. With little assurance of reward." "Why should I want to?" Lady Seldane laughed, the fat chuckles rolling from her body. "Because you love him, child. Any fool can see that. And it dooms you. Even if you wanted to escape, it's too late. You'll save him. Or destroy yourself in the attempt.

Disentangle yourself from anything that will not promote your progress.

Destiny has answered it call!

Destruction wasn't when you chose to destroy me. It was when i let you.

Do not be afraid to bare your teeth - you were not brought into this world covered in blood to become a gentle, tamed thing.

Emma had always considered herself to be possessed of a few fortunate qualities, offset by the same number of drawbacks. She was brave, but when someone raised a threatening hand to her, that calm, faintly contemptuous expression on her face usually made the punishment far worse. She was strong, which made her able to withstand greater pain, both physical and emotional, whereas a weaker soul might dissolve into tears that would stop the torment. She considered herself to be passably pretty, though not quite in the common style, since she was built on large lines, but her height and her quiet life kept overeager swains at bay. Her face was lovely enough, yet her pale skin was marred by an unfortunate arrangement of freckles, and her brown eyes, pretty though they were, were alarmingly nearsighted. And there was the problem of her most unfortunate shade of hair. She would have given anything to have hair a plain, mousy brown, rather than the flame red she'd been born with. Miriam called her hair devil's silk.

Do I seem like the white-picket-fence sort of girl to you, Carl?" "No, you seem like the blood-soaked-walls kind of girl to me.

Everything is within your power, and your power is within you.

For some women, they need a man. For others, men need them.

Freedom is choice to follow your own dreams.

Ger says that Kat has a tendency to push things to extremes, to go over the edge, merely from a juvenile desire to shock, which is hardly a substitute for wit. One of these days, he says, she will go way too far. Too far for him, is what he means.

He invaded my consciousness in the same way the ocean washes up on the beach, with sweeping tides of longing and regret, and with such power and raw force, I often woke with the taste of salt from my tears clinging to my skin." Joanna about Ben

How very small she seemed, tucked in the corner of the library with her knees drawn up. For the past hour and a half, she had been a commanding figure, strung tight with energy, her gaze stern and steely. She had worked in millimeters, doing tiny, crucial things to veins and cellular tissue with astonishing precision. Although West knew nothing about surgery, he'd understood that he was witnessing someone perform with rare skill. Now, in her exhaustion, the brilliant surgeon resembled an anxious schoolgirl who had taken a wrong turn on the way home. West liked her a great deal. In fact, he was rather sorry now that he'd kept shrugging off Helen's efforts to introduce them. He'd envisioned the female doctor as a severe matron, probably hostile toward men, and Helen's assurances that Dr. Gibson was quite pretty hadn't been at all convincing. Helen, with her completely unjustified affection for humanity, loved to overestimate people. But Garrett Gibson was more than pretty. She was riveting. An intelligent, accomplished woman with an elusive quality... a suggestion of hidden tenderness... that intrigued him.

Don’t waste your time, living other’s dream. Live your dreams. Dare to be you.

Freedom is my soul-spirit set free from any chains.

Freedom is the courage to live your dreams.

He might be surprised at my warmth, perhaps_ But really the man looked so like a simpleton; hesitating, and having nothing to say for himself, or that should excuse the peremptoriness of his demand upon me (when he knew I was writing a letter, which a gentleman waited for), that I flung from him, declaring that I would be mistress of my own time, and of my own actions, without being called to account for either. He was very uneasy until he could again be admitted into my company. And when I was obliged to see him, which was sooner than I liked, never did a man put on a more humble and respectful demeanour.

I am enthusiastic and optimistic.

I am a great female scientist.

I am no one's to be claimed, I belong to me.

I am a great woman.

I am no longer surprise by situation. I only pray for the strength of endurance.

I am strong enough to forgive.

I dare walk alone on my sacred path.

I do not want to know things, I want to understand things. I want to answer every question ever posed me. I want to leave no room for anyone to doubt me.

Huh, I thought that a woman was bad luck on a ship." Ben looked at Emma. "Well, Emma's not really a woman, see," Bones said. "She's not?" Ben asked in surprise. "Well, no, not exactly." "Well, then, what is she?" "Well, she's... she's more of like... well, sort of a captain," Bones finally concluded. "A captain?" Ben rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's it," Bones nodded. Suddenly, a cannon fired. Joe Salty realized that he had set the cannon off by accident and looked fearfully at Emma. She swooped down to him and held her sword to his throat. "Shooting at anything in particular, Mr. Salty?" Emma questioned. "Um... just testing it, Cap'n," Joe sputtered. "Well, don't be wasting ammunition on a stupid thing like that again, or you'll be visiting Davy Jones real soon," she warned. With that, she jumped onto the top deck and began to climb the rigging. Ben turned to Bones. "You're right. She's definitely not a woman.

I am not immortal, but my words are. I hope they touch hearts long and far For many centuries to come. For women to know they are emotional fucking beings and to be powerful in that, we are the game changers - our instinct speaks clearer then most voices. Trust it.

I can be badass and still like pedicures." - Liz Harper, Secret Need

If I had many who oppose me, it means I have stood for something sacred that only my heart knows.

I find great strength in overcoming struggle’s of life.

I am not afraid to walk alone.

I glared as I stood over him. "We all have skeletons, Henry Davenport." I flipped my wrist to reveal the symbol of the Wited Rose. "Some more than others.

I have seen times of plentiful and times of scarcity. I enjoy the times of prosperity and endure the times of difficulty.

I have no control over events. I can only be courageously to conquer every challenge.

I know where I come from, where I am now and where the wish to go.

I know the value of my time!

If you don’t reach out to me when I am in distress, do you want to celebrate my success?

I may seem smaller than I look, but what people don't know about me is that I once weight-lifted my own weight when I was in high school, ran more miles than anyone else in Physical Education in my class in high school, and was trained by a Shaolin Kung Fu monk while being the only girl in class. I am also trained in archery and firearms. So when it comes to being physically small or petite and even looking like a girly girl; it doesn't matter. I am strong. I am awared and disciplined. And I can leverage the playing field because I am trained. - Kailin Gow in Strong by Kailin Gow

I'm going to own your body, Lila, because you f*cking own mine.

I'm not... I'm not without a heart,' he heard Sophia say, her chin raised, eyes straight ahead. 'I'm not. I just don't have the luxury of being soft. I am trying to survive.

I know I am a strong woman! Don’t ask me how…I just know!

I must endure to the end.