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12 QUOTES ON INNER STRENGTH


‘The sun shines not on us, but in us.’- John Muir

‘We may get knocked down on the outside, but the key to living in victory is to learn how to get up on the inside.’- Joel Osteen

‘What we achieve inwardly will change outer reality.’- Otto Rank

‘It always surprised him when he thought of it later that he did not sink under the load of despair’- Chinua Achebe

‘Dig deep and empower yourself today. Stand in your inner strength. Be uniquely you.’- Amy Leigh Mercree

‘I think that generally, people of the world typify a ‘free and wild’ person as someone who’s uprooted, detached and uninhibited. But I don’t believe in that kind of freedom. I think that’s an infantile concept. Freedom means something when it has escaped something! Those people who escaped things- their inner cages, cages set by others around them- when those people are able to roam free and say, ‘This is who I am because this is who I choose to be’ ; THAT is freedom. Freedom is being so smart that you develop a strength strong enough to break free and become your own person. A better person than what your circumstances would like to define you as.’- C.Joybell

‘Write your dreams in a journal, notebook, card or a cork. When you pen down your dreams, an inner strength, a divine power is activated for you to work towards the fulfillment of your dreams’- Lailah Gifty Akita

‘You will meet many opponents in your time that will come face to face with your flaws, trust the chaos, pain and confusion is the pathway to break open and become free.’- Nikki Rowe

‘It’s essential you create a fiery will from within- harness that power of decisiveness- and choose to be your strongest self.’- Karen Salmonsohn

‘Life’s trials will test you, and shape you, but don’t let them change who you are.’- Aaron Lauritsen

‘The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection.’- Thomas Paine

‘Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will.’ – Mahatma Gandhi

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