Quotes About Adversity

My father died when I was two years old. But my mother was quite capable. She raised three children with his war pension which was peanuts. Yet we did not want for anything. We grew up with a certain parsimony, which is a nice thing. Then if life gives you more good, otherwise you get used to. I'm still thrifty.

You know that saying, that when God closes a door he opens a window, well, sometimes out of nowhere he'll do you one better and he'll kick a whole wall down.

Somehow I understood without the storm I couldn't know myself.

Water sleeps, but Enemy never rests.

Like her, he didn't buy the Nietzschean line that whatever didn't kill you made you stronger. Sometimes whatever didn't kill you disfigured and debilitated you for the rest of your life instead of killing you. Mere survival was neither here nor there. It was the manner of survival, what you did with whatever it was that didn't kill you.

Speaking was temporarily beyond him, what with the testicular trauma and ass-stabbing.

But I've said it before and I'll say it again: kneecaps only exist to get hit with claw-hammers; grace only exists to be fallen from.

You did things that were supposed to end you and found they were only things that changed you. It was a disappointment and a revelation and a bereavement and a new thrilling nudity. It was the basic prosaic obscenity: You kept going.

If others fell by the wayside, dear women and strong, loved by men, how had she, single and unloved, kept her sanity?

Let me tell you this: They shut me down on radio, that's fine, I'll do TV. They shut me down on TV, that's fine, I'll do Internet. They shut me down on the Internet, that's fine, I'll do stage shows. They shut me down on stage shows, that's fine, I'll go door to door. You will have to shoot me in the head. We are not stopping.

I wouldn't be surprised if in our lifetime dogs and firehoses are released or opened on us. I wouldn't be surprised if a few of us get a billy club to the head. I wouldn't be surprised if, you know, some of us go to jail just like Martin Luther King did on trumped up charges. Tough times are coming.

Besides, life isn't meant to be safe. It's only in our mistakes, our errors, and our faults that we grow and truly live.

no one who has passed through the storm has ever regretted the journey. No one stands here and wishes to go back to the other side.

Maybe he thought I would run then. Maybe he thought I would be done. But I had been hurt before. I think he underestimated my ability to pick myself up and keep going. Done? Far from it.

You don't have to move past it, but you do have to move through it.

Joy is a fragile, fleeting thing. Sorrow is stronger and lasts longer. It can weigh you down, paralyze you.

Los hombres a veces se estrellan con la verdad, pero la mayoría se recomponen y retiran apresuradamente como si nada hubiera pasado».

In video games, one of the most helpless against injustice can even mighty.

Life goes on and on after one's luck has run out. Youthfulness persists, alas, long after one has ceased to be young.

It was a good thing; and to admit that a good thing has derived from an evil thing is to bend the knee to evil to some extent.

If you forgive more than you can afford, you may find yourself impoverished in emotion afterward, with a lowered resistance to whatever happens after that.

2)"Even though this planet is round, there are just too many spots where you can find yourself hanging on to the edge just like I was; and unless there's some space, some place, to take a breather for awhile, the edge of the world- frightening as it is- could be the end of the world, which would be quite a pity." (28).

The only thing I can't stand is discomfort.

We're also learning that the most dangerous time often comes after a victory.