Weak Quotes

Everyone is vulnerable in some places! To don't be such person, make sure that you don't have weak places!

Love is for the weak!

The knowledge that God lives in us will destroy all the limitations in the mind of those who have the name of Christ, but yet are weak

Nobody in school is stronger than me. But when Sally Holmes kissed me, I never felt so weak in all my life.

The strength of your mind determines the depth of your desperation! The weaker the mind, the deeper the desperation!

Religion can never reform mankind because religion is slavery. It is far better to be free, to leave the forts and barricades of fear, to stand erect and face the future with a smile. It is far better to give yourself sometimes to negligence, to drift with wave and tide, with the blind force of the world, to think and dream, to forget the chains and limitations of the breathing life, to forget purpose and object, to lounge in the picture gallery of the brain, to feel once more the clasps and kisses of the past, to bring life's morning back, to see again the forms and faces of the dead, to paint fair pictures for the coming years, to forget all Gods, their promises and threats, to feel within your veins life's joyous stream and hear the martial music, the rhythmic beating of your fearless heart. And then to rouse yourself to do all useful things, to reach with thought and deed the ideal in your brain, to give your fancies wing, that they, like chemist bees, may find art's nectar in the weeds of common things, to look with trained and steady eyes for facts, to find the subtle threads that join the distant with the now, to increase knowledge, to take burdens from the weak, to develop the brain, to defend the right, to make a palace for the soul. This is real religion. This is real worship

The wise will admire you. The wishful will envy you. The weak will hate you. This is the reality for those who dare to be epic.

Poetry’s circular fulfillment was so persistent, when I was weak it gave me strength.

When life goes, the body becomes weaker

As long as, Woman presents herself weak, She is master of everything.

A sneer is the weapon of the weak.

If she fully embraced life with all its conflicts, she would suffer a breakdown.

He leaned heavily on the desk now, as if danger had strengthened him before and its lack now made him weak.

Ocean is not supposed to be scared of the drops.

if you show me how strong you are, i just exactly see your weakness.

The Sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us. The Moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Everyday it's a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of life. The Moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.

A positive mind is like a powerful stream of water that is gathering volume and force from hundreds of tributaries all along its course. The further on it goes the greater its power, until when it reaches its goal, that power is simply immense. A negative mind, however, would be something like a stream, that the further it flows the more divisions it makes, until, when it reaches its goal, instead of being one powerful stream, it has become a hundred, small, weak, shallow streams.

If you are good, they say you are weak.

Men are handicapped in love, either in giving or in receiving. They consider love as a sign of weakness

We should ask God to increase our hope when it is small, awaken it when it is dormant, confirm it when it is wavering, strengthen it when it is weak, and raise it up when it is overthrown.

Sometimes the strong give birth to the weak. An sometimes the weak grow to be strong

Many of us will not realize who we are because we do not believe in ourselves

A deep kiss can put you in an emotional state of coma, sometimes in a reckless vulnerability, we lose virginity and sanity, and maybe our bond of love becomes strong or weak.

Good and quiet do not connote weakness.

The weak fall, but the strong will remain and never go under!

As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.

Bruised, beaten, shaken, weakened, tossed, thrown, lost, alone, heard, helped, healed, hope... it still works.

Because sometimes people expect more, they expect their desires to be met, they fancy a future built on the pillars of their faith. But love is weak and impermanent and thus when the time comes, the pillars begin to crumble.Then again that doesn’t mean they can’t be built again. They can, they surely can, when the times are favorable and the state of affairs, sound.

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

The strong were always eating the weak.

The hollowness was in his arms and the world was snowing.

I’m going to give you some advice: don’t be such a whiny asshole. It makes you look weak.

In our community, we have a duty to strengthen the weakest among us to build a better society.

People seem weak, but they're strong. They seem strong, but they're weak.

We are not built for mediocrity, but we build it into our lives nonetheless.

A seeker of radical strenght Keeps everything on track, Feeble force yields at length, Not sure where to go back. When one can't find courage, And all the efforts seem vain, It's advised to fight like a sage: Be powerful like a bullet train! Too much work and no play Can make a brain go astray! Determined to live and stay Can lead life into a long way.

Remembering this: weak faith is still faith. Little faith is still faith Pr. Paddick Van Zyl

Welcome to the apocalypse. Where make-do is a motto and life seems wrong, out-of-place. Where the weak become strong because they have no other choice.

You would think,' Aedan said, 'that I'd feel good about this-I've grown while he, my old enemy, has shrunk. Yet all I feel is a terrible ache. I pity him, that he has been called by age to surrender his strength.

The weak are dominated by their ego, the wise dominate their ego, and the intelligent are in a constant struggle against their ego.

The true purpose of the strong is to promote greater strength in the weak, and not to keep the weak in that state where they are at the mercy of the strong.

I feel like myself, strong and weak at once - allowed, at least for a little while, to be both.

Your challenges are like tall walls with weak foundations. They'll fall when you dare to give them a blow. Don't be afraid to dare... You will surely overcome!

Extreme right-wingers are known for giving God a bad name; extreme left-wingers are known for giving God a weak name. He's not as simple as conservative versus liberal, old versus new. His wings are balanced. God is both and neither.

How absurd it was that in all seven kingdoms, the weakest and most vulnerable of people - girls, women - went unarmed and were taught nothing of fighting, while the strong were trained to the highest reaches of their skill.

Give it time… The weak in character always get tired of pretending. Their true colors will show.

Oh God just look at me now... one night opens words and utters pain... I cannot begin to explain to you... this... I am not here. This is not happening. Oh wait, it is, isn't it?I am a ghost. I am not here, not really. You see skin and cuts and frailty...these are symptoms, you known, of a ghost. An unclear image with unclear thoughts whispering vague things...If I told you what was really in my head, you''d never let me leave this place. And I have no desire to spend time in hell while I'm still, in theory, alive.

Surely you ain't weak.You just can't accept yourself as a strong person.

No, I am not powerful nor do I wish to be, for it is God using my weakness that makes me potent and I would never wish to surrender that.

A strong man tied to a weak man… When there is trouble, the strong man's strength counts for nothing.

Only the weak hit the fly with a hammer

Being tough isn’t in and of itself a bad thing. Looking back on it, though, I can see I was too used to being strong, and never tried to understand those who were weak. I was too used to being fortunate, and didn’t try to understand those less fortunate. Too used to being healthy, and didn’t try to understand the pain of those who weren’t. Whenever I saw a person in trouble, somebody paralyzed by events, I decided it was entirely his fault––he just wasn’t trying hard enough. People who complained were just plain lazy. My outlook on life was unshakable, and practical, but lacked any human warmth. And not a single person around me pointed this out.’” - Miu

It's the giving that makes one stronger, but sometimes the taking can make one weaker, if even vulnerable or blinding.

Public strengthens politics but politics weakens public.

When we feel weak, we drop our heads on the shoulders of others. Don't get mad when someone does that. Be honored. For that person trusted you enough to, even if subtly, ask you for help.

To shift a few grains of sand is no more a sign of great strength than to see the sun a sign of great sight. There is no glory in dominating the weak.

I didn't raise you I be good and weak. I raised you to be powerful and happy.

Oh darling, don't be bitter. It's the first instinct of the weak.

All of us - all who knew her - felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves on her. We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness. Her simplicity decorated us, her guilt sanctified us, her pain made us glow with health, her awkwardness made us think we had a sense of humor. Her inarticulateness made us believe we were eloquent. Her poverty kept us generous. Even her waking dreams we used - to silence our own nightmares. And she let us, and thereby deserved our contempt. We honed our egos on her, padded our characters with her frailty, and yawned in the fantasy of our strength. And fantasy it was, for we were not strong, only aggressive; we were not free, merely licensed; we were not compassionate, we were polite; not good, but well behaved. We courted death in order to call ourselves brave and hid like thieves from life. We substituted good grammar for intellect; we switched habits to simulate maturity; we rearranged lies and called it truth, seeing in the new pattern of an old idea the Revelation and the Word.

Forgive me for not loving how you deserve.With weak knees that in their grand gesture can only collapse instead of bow.