Quotes About Adversity

Setback is like Grandma's muffins.

Facing Accepting Floating Letting time pass

Kurogane: For all my life... I've wanted strength. I didn't want those things precious to me to be taken away from me anymore. But, to have strength means to invite disaster to come to you. And strength alone can't really protect you.

The door that nobody else will go in at, seems always to swing open widely for me.

you. To add glumness to disability is to double its crippling power. Jessy's cheeriness still smooths her way.

There are no hopeless situations; There are only people who have grown hopeless about them.

Yes, that was the unbearable thing: having to go on, after your life has been ripped apart, while you struggle to understand how in a split second the whole world has unbelievably changed.

None meet life honestly and few heroically.

Money has been the most serious handicap that we have ever met. There are times when poverty is fortunate

Sim, minha força está na solidão. Não tenho medo nem de chuvas tempestivas nem das grandes ventanias soltas, pois eu também sou o escuro da noite. Embora não aguente bem ouvir um assovio no escuro, e passos.

no va a ser una vida fácil. Pero es una vida nueva

Sorry dat ik zoveel fouten typ. Dat komt ten eerste doordat mijn rechterhand verbrand is. En ten tweede weet ik niet waarom. Nu een verzoek: corrigeert u mij niet. De interpunctie is de ademhaling van een zin en mijn zinnen ademen zo. En als u mij raar vindt, respecteer dat dan ook. Zelfs ik werd gedwongen mezelf te respecteren. Schrijven is een vloek.

All lives are heroic lives.

She had survived like a still-moist microbe among the scorching-hot, dry rocks, thought Joana. On that already old afternoon (a circle of life closed, work finished), the afternoon she had received the man's note, she had chosen a new path. Not to run away, but to go. To use her father's untouched money, the inheritance abandoned until now, and roam, roam, be humble, suffer, be shaken to her core, without hopes. Above all without hopes

Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack,Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,Stealing my breath of life, I must confessI love this cultured hell that tests my youth!Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,Giving me strength erect against her hate.Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.

Oh, I must keep my heart inviolate Against the potent poison of your hate.

Alma desalentada: lo que alegra al enemigo no son tanto vuestras faltas como el abatimiento y la desconfianza en la misericordia divina que os producen. «Este es, dice el P. de la Colombiére, éste es el mayor mal que puede sobrevenir a una criatura.

Por eso el demonio hace grandes esfuerzos para producir en nosotros esa mala tristeza y, para conseguir desalentar al alma y desesperarla, intenta antes que nada perturbarla.

A veces no está tan mal ser cabrón, mantiene tu dignidad a flote. Y en tiempos en que todo lo que te rodea es mierda, mantenerse a flote es importante.

What's left of you when your arm can't even put on a jacket and your leg can't even take a step and your neck can't straighten up enough to let you show your face to the world, what's left? Are you your brain, which keeps sending out orders that won't be fol- lowed? Or are you the thought itself, something that can't be seen or touched beyond that furrowed organ guarded inside the cranium like a trove?

And as light as the rain seems, it still rains down on you.

the daily diminishment is a low flame, a constant drip.

I wasn't really eight anymore. The day you know danger and fear, and know that you are alone, is the day you grow, if not up, then old.