Quotes About Adversity

Mais dans la vie, tout n'est pas parfait. Parfois, il faut se fabriquer sa propre histoire. Donner un petit coup de pouce au destin, tu comprends?

When my dad died, it was like everything felt really shaky, you know? And trying to be the best I could be, it gave me something to focus on. If I could just do everything right, then I was safe.

I am, of course, a rogue. A rapscallion. A musician. I would bring her nothing but poverty, shame, and bruised shins from my flailing limbs. She is the better for our parting.

Everyone has their weak spot. The one thing that, despite your best efforts, will always bring you to your knees, regardless of how strong you are otherwise. For some people, it's love. Others, money or alcohol. Mine was even worse: calculus.

It's kind of impressive...you know, the idea of discovering something that, for all intents and purposes, goes against your abilities, and yet still deciding to do it anyway.

Life is full of screwups," he said, chucking another paper at a split-level before taking the corner. "You're supposed to fail sometimes. It's a required part of the human existence.

It was bad to be embarrassed, hard to be ashamed. But pitied? That was the worst of all.

That racing of my heart, the flushing of my face I was feeling: it was what happened when you got hurt, true, but also when you got back up and went on.

Good be- gets bad, something lost leads to found...

Sometimes it is useful to fear something too much, for it makes the real thing quite bearable.

We all have a strong preference that life should be easy, comfortable, and pain-free, but that doesn't mean there's something wrong with life when it isn't those things. It's just life. It's just life and it's not how you would prefer it to be, but that doesn't mean there's something wrong with it. - Constance Waverly, - Waverly Radio podcast #132

I didn't tell him that even after a crash, a key still fits the ignition. There just isn't anything left to drive.

Getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.

If he leaves you with a car alarm heart, you learn to sing along.

Impossible is trying to connect in this world; trying to hold on to others when things are blowing up around you; knowing that while you are speaking, they aren't just waiting for their turn to talk. They hear you.

This life will hit you--hard. In the face! It'll wait for you to get back up, just so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you, is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.

Difficulty becomes familiar, at least, if no less difficult.

Only a fire can teach you what survives a fire. No, it teaches you what can survive that fire.

Far, far easier to batten down the hatches and lock the world out than take a chance.

She had kept her sadness so carefully lidded these last two days that it had thickened into a stock so rich she could smell the salt before she tasted it. Caroline's throat narrowed so she could scarcely draw breath. Only a long thin note, too high to hear, seeped steadily through to warm the roof of her mouth.

Nory was preparing to take a Big Test. The Big Test, for the second time. The first time had been a disaster. Nory was in fifth grade.

My words were either going to be fertilizer to my growing dream, or they would poison it.

After Hymns and tears, they boarded the brig Thaddeus, a vessel so crappy, it made the Mayflower look like the QE2.

but now that I know it's possible for a couple of zebras to outsmart a crocodile, life is starting to look up -Joe