Quotes About Adversity

Weel, lass, d'ye mean us to stand here until we're melted away like sugar in a dish o' tea?

I—yes. All right.

The body is amazingly plastic. The spirit, even more so. But there are some things you don't come back from.

There's a reason why the hero never dies, you know," I said, and attempted a smile, though my face felt stiff and false. "When the worst happens, someone still has to decide what to do.

Fergus Claudel Fraser," he said, slowly and clearly.

To hell with the Red Flower," I muttered. I seized one of the trout by the tail, ran forward, and belted the bear across the nose with it as hard as I could.

Man is born to sorrow and whiskers. One of the plagues of Adam.

The English took my sword and dirk away," he said softly. His finger touched the slugs that lay in my palm. "But Tom Gage put a weapon into my hands again, and I think I shall not lay it down.

bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding, go out to meet it.

There's a reason why the hero never dies, you know," I said, and attempted a smile, though my face felt stiff and false. "When the worst happens, someone still has to decide what to do. Go into the house now, and get warm.

EVEN WHEN THE world ends, things bloody go on happening. You just don't know what to do about them.

got up. She couldn't lie in bed mourning what was lost; it was no

I was at once exhausted and jittery, with that horrible battlefield feeling, of being in the midst of events beyond my ability to control, but which must be dealt with anyway.

Tengo una duda. Jamás he visto a nadie sonreír antes de que lo golpeen en la cara. -Es más difícil hacerlo después.

A lot of things have almost killed him," she said, the laughter gone. "One of these days…" Her voice was husky.

Come to think, perhaps being nearly killed wasn't always a misfortune—so long as you didn't actually die of it.

then came an evil wind, that blew the seeds of misfortune into my garden.

problematical real estate sold before some

When God closes a door, he opens a window.

THE GATHERING STORM

For a moment, half blinded by dirt, I couldn't see Jamie at all. Then I spotted him. He was under the bear, one arm locked around its neck, his head tucked into the joint of the shoulder just under the drooling jaws.

box with me, so there was little I could

Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment. He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and He hath set darkness in my paths.

I'd lived long enough to realize that fear wasn't usually fatal—at least not by itself.