Quotes About Adversity

Por más harapos y jirones que vista, en mi interior puedo seguir siendo una princesa. María Antonieta en prisión, vestida de negro e insultada por su pueblo, tuvo más altura que cuando todo iba bien en la corte de Versalles —seguía cavilando Sara —. Es fácil parecer una princesa vistiendo ropajes de paño dorado, pero conducirse como tal sin que nadie lo sospeche, eso sí que es un gran triunfo

They never sat up all night with Trouble, Peter Piper used to say. And I told him they were quite right. If you make a fuss over trouble and put it to bed and nurse it and give it beef tea and gruel, you can never get rid of it

When you will not fly into a passion people know you are stronger than they are, because you are strong enough to hold in your rage, and they are not, and they say stupid things they wish they hadn't said afterward. There's nothing so strong as rage, except what makes you hold it in—that's stronger. It's a good thing not to answer your enemies. I scarcely ever do.

You see, now that trials have come, they have shown that I am NOT a nice child. I was afraid they would. Perhaps—wrinkling her forehead wisely—that is what they were sent for. I don't see any good in them, said Ermengarde stoutly. Neither do I—to speak the truth, admitted Sara, frankly. But I suppose there MIGHT be good in things, even if we don't see it.

overcrowding and poverty, that defied description, as

into a passion and beat and kicked her, she looked only

Much more surprising things can happen to any one who, when a disagreeable or discouraged thought comes into his mind, just has the sense to remember in time and push it out by putting in an agreeable determinedly courageous one. Two things cannot be in one place. Where, you tend a rose, my lad, A thistle cannot grow. While the secret garden was coming

And a man who is six feet three in height has six feet and three inches of evil to do battle with, if he has not six feet three of strength and honesty to fight for him.

She had no one to talk to; and when she was sent out on errands and walked through the streets, a forlorn little figure carrying a basket or a parcel, trying to hold her hat on when the wind was blowing, and feeling the water soak through her shoes when it was raining, she felt as if the crowds hurrying past her made her loneliness greater.

They never sat up all night with Trouble, Peter Piper used to say. And I told him they were quite right. If you make a fuss over trouble and put it to bed and nurse it and give it beef

It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time when no one knows it.

Surprising things can happen to any one who, when a disagreeable or discouraged thought comes into his mind, or just has the sense to remember in time and push it out by putting in an agreeable determinedly courageous one. Two things cannot be in one place. Where you tend a rose … a thistle cannot grow.

Whats'ever 'appens to you -- whats'ever -- you'd be a princess all the same -- an' nothin' couldn't make you nothin' different.

Little Princess Little Lord

Qualunque cosa accada' disse lei, ' non potrà cambiare un fatto. Se sono una principessa così vestita di stracci, posso essere una principessa dentro. Sarebbe fin troppo facile essere una principessa vestita d'oro, ma che trionfo esserlo quando nessuno lo sa.

She had been a smart, lovely, laughing and lovable thing, full of pleasure in the world, and now she was so stricken and devastated that she seemed set apart in an awful lonely world of her own.

My dad, who my mom always refers to as DH for Darling Husband, was protrayed as a 'let's look on the bright side of things' kind of guy, the pillar my everbumbling mother leans on in times of distress.

Think of your pain like a bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.

No matter how bad things get, you can always see the beauty in them. The worse things get, the more you have to make yourself see the magic in order to survive.

The true warrior isn't immune to fear. She fights in spite of it.

Maybe her own tears were the poison that made her grow.

Tinys do not deserve safety. If they are to prove themselves, they must suffer and die or suffer and survive.

I am not a hero, I am not Odysseus, there are no gods or goddesses guiding me. All I have is myself. And Hex's sword.

I climb through the rubble toward the door. It takes a long time, time enough for a Giant to see me from the blood-red stained-glass eye window and reach out to crush me in his hand the size of a tractor.