Quotes About Adversity

You think terrible things can't happen because they've never happened to you, but they're out there, all the time, every day. They happen to someone.

This cannot harm you on this day. When you walk, you walk away. When you return, all your enemies will burn.

They might curse you, even despise you for doing so, but it took strong measures to ensure that a boy lived long enough to become a man.

out from under the far side of the table

Elv felt cold. Claire wrapped her arms around her. There was no way for her to ever thank her sister, no words that would ever do. Something bad had happened to Elv instead of to her.

Life is a tragedy.

It's true, tragedy can bring you closer or drive you apart.

life. She was only a girl and exhausted from her journey, but she would do as she must in order to survive.

Some creatures do not care how polite a person might be, they will hurt you for no reason, and then all you can do is heal yourself with whatever ingredients are necessary.

We were no different from the doves above us. We could not speak or cry, but when there was no choice, we discovered we could fly. If you want a reason, take this: We yearned for our portion of the sky (p.397).

Sometime after the accident, her parents stopped talking to each other unless they needed to discuss a household chore or a doctor's appointment. It's true, tragedy can bring you closer or drive you apart.

She knew that sometimes when you were supposed to feel lucky, all you felt was despair. You were guilty just because you had managed to live. For reasons you couldn't understand, that made no sense whatsoever, you were the one left unscathed.

Loss does different things to different people. Some fall apart. Some, like the Finder, rebuild. I have done both. I have crawled under my table and refused to come out. I have covered myself with thorns and tattoos. I have planted a garden, reached out to my neighbors, begun to write down my story.

Fate was what you made of it. You could make the best of it, or it would make the best of you.

Loss does different things to different people. Some fall apart. Some, like the Finder, rebuild. I have done both. I have crawled under my table and refused to come out. I have covered myself with thorns and tattoos. I have planted a garden, reached out to my neighbors, begun to write down my story. Surely, I can never sit in judgment of the lost or the found.

Pain was something to get used to, to inure yourself against. I would rather hurt myself than be hurt by someone else, and so I took up this practice with a sense of purpose and without remorse.

Tuesdays were meant for accidents, disappointments, and bad news.

Some people grow weak when they are victimized, others grow stronger, and still others combine those two attributes to become dangerous, even if the person in question is a girl who has recently turned twelve.

I cure him every time. That is the only way to treat this disease. Some things return no matter what, and we must deal with it when it does.

Never be without thread," she told the girl. "What is broken can also be mended. Remember that in your dark days, as I have.

I'm sorry this happened to you, Marie,' he said wearily. 'There's a lot of cruelty in the world.' And then he waved his hat to indicate the paths through the park and all the people on them. 'You'll be lucky if this is your worst taste of it.

She saw how the skim of filth, which was despair, which was hopelessness, fell like soot on the lives of the poor.

The devil loves these short, dark days.

A human being born into a cold, indifferent world will regard his situation as the only possible one.