Strength is not defined by the load you bear, it’s defined by the amount you can bend before breaking.

— Blake Mays

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

— Megan Kennedy

Like words written in the sand taken away by wavesThousands of years of culture discovered in lost cavesClimbing to a mountain at it's highest peakOut of no where strength when thought down and weak.

— Justin Bienvenue

It is has been a long time since I have written one of my statuses about life. I have been very busy trying to promote my Fan page, Friends and services, and my books. However, I can tell you all one thing for certain. I am not a Quitter. I will not stop writing books. I will not stop pushing myself to succeed. I will not stop being who I am.I am a winner. Winning is an attitude. You take the good with the bad and you keep on going. It gets hard, you get tired and sometimes burnt out but you keep on going anyway, because you can.Winners have setbacks, but winners learn tighten their belts and go on. Winner look at what has gone wrong and instead of complaining they find ways of doing it better. Winners know that Rome was not built in a day and take every day as it comes.Winners do not whine, they roar.

— Alexander Stone

Be determined to create the life you want.

— Lailah Gifty Akita

I like strong people. The ones who have gone through immense pain and hardened like a clay pot. They feel pain, but they smile. They faced problems and emerged victorious. Maybe, they lack materialistic things, but they are the ones with 'peace of mind.' One thing I long, everyone longs.I like strong people. The ones who have peace of mind. The ones who know not having things is OK.

— Saru Singhal

Have you ever played chess, Kitty?”I eyed her. What did a board game have to do with this? “Not really.”“You and I should play sometime. I think you would like it,” she said. “It’s a game of strategy, mostly. The strong pieces are in the back row, while the weak pieces—the pawns—are all in the front, ready to take the brunt of the attack. Because of their limited movement and vulnerability, most people underestimate them and only use them to protect the more powerful pieces. But when I play, I protect my pawns.”“Why?” I said, not entirely sure where this conversation was going. “If they’re weak, then what’s the point?”“They may be weak when the game begins, but their potential is remarkable. Most of the time, they’ll be taken by the other side and held captive until the end of the game. But if you’re careful—if you keep your eyes open and pay attention to what your opponent is doing, if you protect your pawns and they reach the other side of the board, do you know what happens then?”I shook my head, and she smiled.“Your pawn becomes a queen.” She touched my cheek, her fingers cold as ice. “Because they kept moving forward and triumphed against impossible odds, they become the most powerful piece in the game. Never forget that, all right? Never forget the potential one solitary pawn has to change the entire game.

— Aimee Carter

Oh when our hope be shakenOh when the trouble be overtakenOh when the storm be a token Oh when yet, we understand the solemn ways of our MakerThen shall our peace within be awakenThen shall our peace within be awakenOh when the peace we want, dwindles!Oh when the life we want is found in the shackles!Oh when the paradox of sleeplessness, makes us marvel!Oh when yet, we are shown the solemn path of our lives.Then shall our peace within be unshakenThen shall our peace within be unshakenOh when the storms of lifeseem to triumph over our livesOh when the relation with our makershakes at the appearance of the lightOh when life, shows its hazardous side.Oh when yet, we understand the solemn ways of God. Then shall our peace within be unshakenThen shall our peace within be unshakenOh when we rest in the belly of troublesOh when our skill seems not workingOh when the test seems not endingOh when yet, we understand the solemn path of GodThen shall our peace within be unshakenThen shall our peace within be unshakenOh when we are entangledin the worsened economic lifeOh when the hurdles of lifeescalates to the apex in mightOh when our strength cannot be our mightOh when yet, we are shown the solemn path of our livesThen shall our peace within be unshakenThen shall our peace within be unshakenOh when our achievements, be at the apex Oh when our joy, be made perfectOh when we sleep soundly in ferventOh when yet, we understand the solemn paths of GodThen shall our peace within be unshakenThen shall our peace within be unshaken.

— Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

My friend Bailey is looking at me with tears in her eyes and a smile of pure joy. She sees me, the real me, not the broken little bird that my mother sees, or the Ambassador of Hope that my father sees, or the girl who was stupid enough to walk off with a stranger and ruin everyone's lives that my sister sees. Bailey sees me as I want to be: a normal, non-newsworthy, non-broken, non-victimized sixteen-year-old girl.

— Clara Kensie

You shall not be afraid to hear bad news. God will strength you.

— Lailah Gifty Akita