Quotes About Adversity

How may a mortal, face and defeat the Kraken

Part of growing up is just taking what you learn from that and moving on and not taking it to heart.

Problem solving, and I don't mean algebra, seems to be my life's work. Maybe it's everyone's life's work.

I don't think you ever get over it, but you do get through it.

We were barred last year as well," Sylvie informed Eddy. "But it's okay. We do our celebrating on August first anyway, just like the rest of the country's Colored communities.

Beverly Jenkins

Women can't advance if they pick up their skirts and run every time a man growls." Dix

I'm learning that it's not what comes our way that matters so much as it is how we react.

You can recognize a pioneer by the arrows in his back.

One thing that I tell people is ... if you're going to do anything new or innovative, you have to be willing to be misunderstood. If you cannot afford to be misunderstood, then for goodness' sake, don't do anything new or innovative.

If you absolutely can't tolerate critics, then don't do anything new or interesting.

You have to be willing to be misunderstood if you're going to innovate.

The survivor is the one who improvises, not follows, the rules.

As drops of bitter medicine, though minute, may have a salutary force, so words, though few and painful, uttered seasonably, may rouse the prostrate energies of those who meet misfortune with despondency.

The man who every sacred science knows, Yet has not strength to keep in check the foes That rise within him, mars his Fortune?s fame, And brings her by his feebleness to shame.

A bald man felt the sun's fierce rays Scorch his defenseless head, In haste to shun the noontide blaze Beneath a palm he fled: Prone as he lay, a heavy fruit Crashed through his drowsy brain: Whom fate has sworn to persecute Finds every refuge vain.

I've wandered over many lands, and reaped withal no fruit, I've laid my pride of rank aside, and pressed my baffled suit, At stranger boards, like shameless crow, I've eaten bitter bread, But fierce Desire, that raging fire, still clamours to be fed.

Cowards shrink from toil and peril, Vulgar souls attempt and fail; Men of mettle, nothing daunted, Persevere till they prevail.

In opulence the heart of great men is as soft as that of a lotus flower, but in adversity the same hardens like a rock of a big mountain.

A good man may fall, but he falls like a ball [and rebounds]; the ignoble man falls like a lump of clay.

The constant man loses not his virtue in misfortune. A torch may point towards the ground, but its flame will still point upwards.

The good man shuns evil and follows good; he keeps secret that which ought to be hidden; he makes his virtues manifest to all; he does not forsake one in adversity; he gives in season: such are the marks of a worthy friend.

Trees loaded with fruit are bent down; the clouds when charged with fresh rain hang down near the earth: even so good men are not uplifted through prosperity. Such is the natural character of the liberal.

I always liked playing the villain and the saboteur. Sometimes that even means I sabotage myself, but somehow I'm still here.