Quotes About Adversity

Remember what dad said. You're still alive-- you still fight.

Yeah, well my heart bleeds for you: You know what they say. The only easy day was yesterday

I was bullied for the best part of my childhood, and still it comes easy to me. I have to have to bite my lip, to quit from apologising for people walking into me, standing on my feet, and letting go of doors in my face.

I'm playing checkers while they're playing chess They make the big moves that make me a little less Even when I win and beat the pants off of the best I'm still playing checkers while they're playing chess

For we are always what our situations hand us: it's either sadness or euphoria.

Out of respect for things that I was never destined to do, I have learned that my strengths are a result of my weaknesses, my success is due to my failures and my style is directly related to my limitations

Never make a permanent decision about a temporary situation.

There is some pleasure in being on board a ship battered by storms when one is certain of not perishing.

22] Flies are so mighty that they win battles, paralyse our minds, eat up our bodies.

So I hold out my arms to my Redeemer, who, having been foretold for four thousand years, has come to suffer and to die for me on earth, at the time and under all the circumstances foretold. By His grace, I await death in peace, in the hope of being eternally united to Him. Yet I live with joy, whether in the prosperity which it pleases Him to bestow upon me, or in the adversity which He sends for my good, and which He has taught me to bear by His example. 737

We are so unhappy that we can only enjoy something which we should be annoyed to see go wrong, and that can and does constantly happen to thousands of things. Anyone who found the secret of rejoicing when things go well without being annoyed when they go badly would have found the point. It is perpetual motion.

There is some pleasure in being on board a ship battered by storms when one is certain of not perishing. The persecutions buffeting the Church are like this.

She wouldn't be helpless, not ever, not if she could see a way out. She wouldn't allow that to happen. She could see that being helpless in a situation like this was dangerously close to becoming just plain less

What was a little dark, anyway? Just no sun, [Petra] reminded herself as her sneakers pounded toward the opening. Just dark, all three fine, she whispered to herself again and again, spinning the words outward into a mobile in her mind. They floated into dark-three, all-just-fine and then into all-fine, dark-just-three.

Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.

When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.

They can't hurt me. Sure, they can crush you and kill you. They can lay you out on 42nd and Broadway and put hoses on you and flush you in the sewers and put you on the subway and carry you out to Coney island and bury you on the Ferris wheel. But I refuse to sit here and worry about dying.

Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride/ You will not die, its not poison -Tombstone Blues

People are crazy and times are strange, I'm locked in tight I'm out of range, I use to care but things have changed.

Shedding off one more layer of skin Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society's pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he's in.

Dostoevsky, too, had lived a dismal and hard life. The czar sent him to a prison camp in Siberia in 1849. Dostoevsky was accused of writing socialist propaganda. He was eventually pardoned and wrote stories to ward off his creditors. Just like in the early '70s I wrote albums to ward off mine.

When you ain't got nothin', you got nothin' to lose.

At the final end you won the war after losing every battle.