Courage

Tears aren't just for babies. They're proof that you feel something and aren't afraid to show it. It's those that won't ever allow themselves to cry that are the weak ones.

I was in choir in school. I kind of just did it. I already knew I wanted to sing. My music program in my school wasn't really great - people didn't really want to be part of the choir, they didn't want to do the plays and stuff like that. It definitely wasn't the cool thing to do.

You don’t have to be in a boxing ring to be a great fighter. As long as you are true to yourself, you will succeed in your fight for that in which you believe.

We fought hard. We gave it our best. We did what was right and we made a difference.

I know that you are a mere flea! I know that you need only be squashed to be done away with! I know that I have fought this same battle a thousand thousand times before...But, perhaps this time I can crush you like the insect you are!

Throw away the servility of imitation, and rise to the manliness of originality.

What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?

It takes as much courage to have tried and failed as it does to have tried and succeeded.

Doubt quit stopping by when I started staying out late, dancing in a flood of self assurance discovered when holding your hand.

Love and kindness is the source of courage.

I think that it is infinitely wiser to accept the fact that we’re afraid, for in accepting our fear we are in no way granting it the power to crush us. Rather we are finally empowering ourselves sufficiently so that we can crush it.

You don't pity a warrior for her scars, because scars are proof of survival and victory.

America's finest - our men and women in uniform, are a force for good throughout the world, and that is nothing to apologize for.

Yeah, it's risky, but no more risky than driving a car.

The enemy is anybody who's going to get you killed, no matter which side he is on.

Today’s struggle will be tomorrow’s strength so welcome it with love and courage.

Too trying, this is all far too trying, Parma thought. An ogre I may outwit or a Rahg I may defeat, but a horde of frightened villagers? Auay! How does Brandegan put up with it?

He fought for his very survival. If he fought dirty sometimes that does not diminish the fact that he refused to give up.

Every war, every revolution, demands the sacrifice of a generation, of a collectivity, by those who undertake it.

Enough tiny sharp jabs can cut as deeply as any knife.