Quotes About Adversity

Life is a struggle and a good spy goes in there and fights.

IF YOU CAN KEEP YOUR HEAD WHEN ALL ABOUT YOU ARE LOSING THEIRS AND BLAMING IT ON YOU

We all have lessons to learn. The things that are so difficult for us are only the lessons we have chosen for ourselves. If things are easy for us, then they are not lessons, but are things we already know.

Author Elisabeth Kübler-Ross reminds us, "Should you shield the canyons from the windstorms, you would never see the beauty of their carvings.

She taught me that life goes on, and that I had a choice. To lament what I no longer had or be grateful for what remained.

It was one thing to forgive, it was another to climb back into the cage with that bear, even if it was wearing a tutu and smiling.

She was stuffing her innards back. Sewing herself up, putting her skin, her make-up, her party frock back on.

All children are sad, but some get over it.

Sometimes the only way up is down. Sometimes the only way forward is to back up.

We can all fall," said the abbot. "But perhaps not as hard and not as fast and not as far as someone who spends his life on the ascent.

Armand Gamache had seen the worst. But he'd also seen the best. Often in the same person.

Living in the wreckage of her future sure took the joy out of the present.

Character is not created in times like these. It's revealed.

But being essentially a dumpster fire herself, she was familiar with flames.

When you've seen the worst, You appreciate the best.

Not everyone makes the boat, she thought.

Some so weighty we carry them our whole lives. They can blight our very existence, or they can make us stronger. They can make us bitter or teach us compassion. They can drive us to do things we never thought ourselves capable of. Wonderful achievements, like becoming Chief Inspector and Commander. Or horrific things. Terrible dark deeds.

I'm just like this. I have no talent for choosing my battles. Life seems, strangely, like a battle to me. The whole thing.

Because you can't be brave if you're not afraid.

She taught me that life goes on, and that I had a choice. To lament what I no longer had or be grateful for what remained. I was fortunate to have a role model that I couldn't squirm my way around. After all, how do you argue with the survivor of a death camp?

I suppose I could blame Jane's death for my poor behavior, but as you'll discover, I'm just like this. I have no talent for choosing my battles. Life seems, strangely, like a battle to me. The whole thing.

You've seen worse, you've seen worse, you've seen worse," she muttered to herself. Harriet wondered if that could possibly be true. It was also a strange, though oddly comforting, mantra. One she knew she could use for the rest of her life.

I have no talent for choosing my battles. Life seems, strangely, like a battle to me.

Fluctuat nec mergitur." Every schoolchild in Paris learned those words. It was the motto of the ancient settlement of Lutetia. And of Paris.