Quotes About Adversity

We have absolutely no control over what happens to us in life but what we have paramount control over is how we respond to those events.

Each of us has his own inner concentration camp... We must deal with, with forgiveness and patience-as full human beings, as we are and what we will become.

Los que hemos vuelto de allí gracias a multitud de casualidades fortuitas o milagros —como cada cual prefiera llamarlos— lo sabemos bien: los mejores de entre nosotros no regresaron.

Aber wenn es auch nur ein einziger gewesen wäre – er genügte als Zeuge dafür, daß der Mensch innerlich stärker sein kann als sein äußerliches Schicksal, und nicht nur im Konzentrationslager.

someone looks down on each of Experiences in a Concentration Camp 91 us in difficult hours—a friend, a wife, somebody alive or dead, or a God—and he would not expect us to disappoint him. He would hope to find us suffering proudly—not miserably—knowing how to die.

Când nu mai suntem capabili s? schimb?m o situaÅ£ie, suntem provocaÅ£i s? ne schimb?m noi înÅŸine.

Si, como hombre adulto, debió usted sufrir el infierno del campo de concentración, o, como dice la Biblia, apurar hasta las heces el cáliz del dolor, y fue capaz de superar todo esto sin odio y con amor a la humanidad, es usted una prueba viva de Dios.

Los que estuvimos en campos de concentración recordamos a los hombres que iban de barracón en barracón consolando a los demás, dándoles el último trozo de pan que les quedaba. Puede que fueran pocos en número, pero ofrecían pruebas suficientes de que al hombre se le puede arrebatar todo salvo una cosa: la última de las libertades humanas -la elección de la actitud personal ante un conjunto de circunstancias- para decidir su propio camino.

Tudo pode ser tirado de uma pessoa, exceto uma coisa: a liberdade de escolher sua atitude em qualquer circunstância da vida.

Rapp took his pathetic self-absorbed emotion and shoved it as far down in his gut as it would go, and he plugged it with the first and only thing he had available—anger. That anger slowly metastasized into a suit of armor. For the first time since the news had hit him, he saw a way out. A faint light at the far end of the cavern. He wasn't sure what it was, but he knew he had to head toward it. It was the only thing that offered him hope.

He hesitated for a split second, then told himself not to think. "I'd rather go down swinging," he muttered as he shut the door. If he survived this little ordeal he'd have to ask Lewis if talking to yourself was a symptom of losing your mind.

People need hardship. They need something to struggle against. Someone to hate and feel superior to. Without those things they lose their identity and sense of purpose.

There are no disasters. Just opportunities we haven't found yet.

Nelson DeMille's

to back us a bit more.

When disaster strikes, be open to a solution.

There's another familiar adage: "Every dog has his day." Well, Joe and most dogs I've known have not only their day but most of mine and parts of other people's, too. When the day isn't theirs, you'd better get them to the vet's. They're sick. So

Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.

Tu ne cede malis, sed contra audentior ito

Yield not to evils, but attack all the more boldly.

When gods are contrary they stand by no one.

All things by nature are ready to get worse

Woe! We are shipwrecked by fate, we are driven before the storm! (Latinus)

This is a tale of arms and of a man. Fated to be an exile, he was the first to sail from the land of Troy and reach Italy, at its Lavinian shore. He met many tribulations on his way both by land on on the ocean; high Heaven willed it, for Juno was ruthless and could not forget her anger.