Quotes About Adversity

Nothing was ever easy or simple, not one blasted thing.

You have traveled far, but the hardest part of a journey is always the next step.

We don't get to choose our formative moments. Very often, adversity and failure shape us more permanently than fortune and success.

They say it can't be won, The way the game is run. But if you choose to stay You wind up playin' anyway.

Here lies Joseph II, who was unfortunate in everything that he undertook

In the end I didn't get a top car any more. I had no toughness left. That was the reality.

Queen Mary was very beautiful, but she was very unfortunate and unhappy.

Life is like a grindstone; whether it grinds you down or polishes you up depends on what you're made of.

When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me

I might have been born in a hovel but I am determined to travel with the wind and the stars.

I thought it was unfair, and then I understood that, alone and terrified, anger was my only weapon against the horror

One must not let oneself be overwhelmed by sadness.

Life is like that. Destruction precedes emergence of something better. Destruction is not bad. It only feels that way.

Do not measure the number of tragedies you sustain, but to quantify the success you derive from them.

I try to have reasonably happy endings because I would hate any child to be cast down in gloom and despair; I want to show them you can find a way out of it.

Jacqueline Wilson

Wolfgang von Goethe:"A man can stand anything, except a succession of ordinary days.

Who hasn't walked through a life of small tragedies?

Sometimes you do have to laugh to keep from crying. And sometimes the world feels all right and good and kind of like it's becoming nice again around you. And you realize it, and realize how happy you are in it, and you just gotta laugh.

Seems like every time life starts straightening itself out, something's gotta go and happen.

For a long time, my mother's wasn't dead yet. Mine could have been a more tragic story. My father could have given in to the bottle or the needle or a woman and left my brother and me to care for ourselves - or worse, in the care of New York City Children's Services, where, my father said, there was seldom a happy ending. But this didn't happen. I know now that what is tragic isn't the moment. It is the memory.

Bro, how you doing? You holding on? Man, you know how it goes. One day chicken. Next day bone. Two old men talking

Somehow, my brother and I grew up motherless yet halfway whole. My brother had the faith my father brought him to, and for a long time, I had Sylvia, Angela, and Gigi, the four of us sharing the weight of growing up Girl in Brooklyn, as though it was a bag of stones we passed among ourselves saying, Here. Help me carry this.

Let's say it's rain--the people who got problems with us being together--let's call them and their problems rain." Ellie nodded. "Okay, they're rain." She smiled. "So now what?" "So it's not always raining, is it? But when it's not raining, we know the rain isn't gone forever.