Quotes About Adversity

The Way Out Is Through

Trauma is an indivisible part of human existence. it takes many forms but spares no one.

and only sticks and stones can break my bones.

But I don't take any notice because I don't listen to what other people say and only sticks and stones can break my bones and I have a Swiss Army knife if they hit me.

Es ging darum, die nötige Stärke zu finden, um das Unwohlsein zu ertragen, das es mit sich brachte, auf dieser Welt zu sein.

Ich weinte, weil ich keine Schuhe hatte, bis ich einen traf, der keine Füße hatte.

Life is a cowpat sandwich Jimbo.' he sighed 'with a very thin bread and lots of filling.

He has never believed in the Fates. You shape your own life, you see the available futures laid out before you and you choose the most advantageous. He can see now that this is a delusion from which you suffer when the path chosen for you is a profitable one. When the path veers into darker, more difficult terrain you finally understand that what you thought was weakness in others is not weakness at all; it is simply the structure of the world.

You have to be willing to lose to win, and you're going to lose a lot"—a lot of votes, a lot of states. "No one gets elected president without being humiliated. How you deal with the humiliation is the key.

and even when I was broken the way sometimes one can be broken, and even though I had fallen, I found upon arising that I was stronger than before, that the glories, if I may call them that, which I had loved so much and that had been darkened in my fall, were shinning even brighter and nearly everytime subsequently I have fallen and darkness has come over me, they have obstinately arisen, not as they were, but brighter.

They knew that to survive in Manhattan he would have to know something of bitterness before he arrived.

Adversity has its compensations, that in falling, and in failing, we rise. It is as if there is a hand behind us that sets to right all imbalances. Why do you think the saints seldom had the temporal power that we mistakenly identify with the fruits of justice? Do you think they needed it, or cared?

strength floods in after a fall.

The smell of hot bread came from underneath the tent walls, and Perseus said that the ovens had just been opened. You haven't eaten in three days. You'd better strengthen yourself. How can I eat, Alessandro answered, pointing his nose to his padded hands. Don't be ridiculous, they're perfect for holding a hot loaf of bread. You'll look like a kangaroo, but you'll be able to eat all you want. Now you can pick up a bowl of boiling soup as if you were a Cossack.

Though he was scared even to look up, much less down, he raised his hands and caught the side of the gondola. With a stream of curse words known principally to the fourth class of the Accademia San Pietro in Rome, he pulled himself back.

When you're in what seems like an impossible situation and it looks sure that you're going to be overrun, you have to keep in mind that only half of what the enemy does is actually going to put him in a position to overrun you. The other half is to communicate this so you'll do his work for him.

Alessandro said, Most people don't do this, but it's what saves you. It tests you in the right way. Only for war, Rafi added. We'll almost certainly never have to go to war. It's unlikely that a war will break out in Europe, and even if it did it's less likely that Italy would be included, but I want to be prepared. And this is not just for war, you see, it's for everything.

Then came the matter of food. For ten hours he picked grains of rice off the floor and collected pasta, sugar, and individual tea leaves. He would not eat anything that had been tainted with blood, and was left with less than a third of his rations. Some things—powdered cocoa, for example—were uncollectible, or had risen on the wind. He had kerosene enough for one pot of boiling water and one hour of lamplight each day. Some of his blankets had bullet holes.

epithet of the drunkard's biscuit.

Throughout all the years that I lived in South Africa, people were to call me a fool for refusing to live life the way they did and by doing the things they did. Little did they realise that in our world, the black world, one could only survive if one played the fool, and bided his time.  

Mi vida ha estado en peligro desde la orla de mi graduación

But it hurt...and sometimes that's enough

You've got nothing to be sorry about Danesh. You're a product of circumstances and circumstances change. Let's create a version of you that doesn't feel so lost.-Edison Prodigy Vol. 1 The Evil Earth

The only response to adversity or misunderstanding is to be more completely who we are—to share ourselves more.