Quotes about Strength
There comes a time when people get tired of being pushed out of the glittering sunlight of life's July and left standing amidst the piercing chill of an Alpine November.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
If you can't fly then run. If you can't run, then walk. And, if you can't walk, then crawl, but whatever you do, you have to keep moving forward.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
If you can't run then walk If you can't walk then crawl but whatever you do don't give up
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
If the inexpressible cruelties of slavery could not stop us, the opposition we now face will surely fail.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
determination, enough courage and faith to meet the difficulties as they developed. When I hear, "People aren't ready," that's like telling a person who is trying
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
Hate begets hate; violence begets violence; toughness begets a greater toughness.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
We still have a choice today: nonviolent coexistence or violent co-annihilation. We must move past indecision to action...If we do not act, we shall surely be dragged down the long, dark, and shameful corridors of time reserved for those who possess power without compassion, might without morality, and strength without sight.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
If you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of it all. And so today I still have a dream.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
We must combine the toughness of the serpent and the softness of the dove, a tough mind and a tender heart.
— Martin Luther King, Jr.
There's an east wind coming, Watson." "I think not, Holmes. It is very warm." "Good old Watson! You are the one fixed point in a changing age. There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less, and a cleaner, better, stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.
— Arthur Conan Doyle