We don’t even know how strong we are until we are forced to bring that hidden strength forward. In times of tragedy, of war, of necessity, people do amazing things. The human capacity for survival and renewal is awesome.
Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend.
Your capability is constant, but how much of it you use depends upon the identity you have for yourself.
What we can or cannot do, what we consider possible or impossible, is rarely a function of our true capability. It is more likely a function of our beliefs about who we are.
We are not what we are, nor do we treat or esteem each other for such, but for what we are capable of being.
To be liberated, woman must feel free to be herself, not in rivalry to man but in the context of her own capacity and her personality.
They say: only the fittest of the fittest shall survive, stay alive!
The man to whom life is alien, who is incapable of living, nothing else remains for him, but to become an official.[Kому чужда жизнь, кто неспособен к ней, тому больше ничего не остается, как стать чиновником.]
Only a virtuous people are capable of freedom. As nations become corrupt and vicious, they have more need of masters.
If we did all the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves.