Quotes About Resilience

Come and have a go if you think your hard enough Tanith Low

Cheer up everyone, since we're all going to die horribly anyway, what's there to be worried about? - Skulduggery Pleasant.

Skulduggery," the tall man said eventually, his voice deep and resonant, "trouble follows in your wake, doesn't it?" "I wouldn't say follows," Skulduggery answered. "It more kind of sits around and waits for me to get there.

I was going right for Mantis, but then that bloody gas got in my eyes and, I don't know, some massive bloke reared up in front of me. I hit him but I swear, it was like hitting a wall." Gracious nodded. "You hit a wall." Maybury blinked at him. "I what?" "I saw it. You ran into a cloud of gas and stumbled around for a second until you reached a wall, and then you shrieked and punched it. It was very heroic.

We all go through tough times." "My parents are trying to kill me." "We all have issues.

Valkyrie knelt, tried to pull his hand away from his shoulder. "Did he shoot you? Did he hit you?" "He damaged my jacket," Skulduggery said, but, when she managed to pull his hand away, his façade's skin was rippling and fragments of bone fell to the floor. "It's just my clavicle," he said. "I have a spare.

And look at me now. Seriously. Look at what all that action and adventure has done to me. I'm a frickin' basket case. - Valkyrie

matter how sharp the corner they turned or how deep the pothole they plunged into, Ghastly and Tanith remained perfectly still. Fletcher, on the other hand, was being thrown about like an old shoe in a washing machine, and he did not appreciate it.

Things happen, Valkyrie, but life carries on regardless of how we feel.

Say thank you, Detective Marr, for letting me stand up." And Valkyrie said, "Thank you, Detective Marr, for giving me back my ring." Marr's eyes flickered to the ground where the ring had fallen, but it wasn't there any more, and before she could do anything about it, Valkyrie sent a fist of shadows slamming into the detective's chest.

Your traumas have made you who you are, but they don't define you. You can live with them, I have no doubt.

I will heal your wounds," he said, "but I will not facilitate your battles.

They called us the Dead Men because they said we weren't afraid of dying.

We're not retreating, we're advancing in reverse

The Dead Men have had their last stand and we've fallen. The three of us are all that remain.

What a burden it must have been. You're very brave for facing it alone." "Thank you," she mumbled. "Amazingly, astonishingly stupid , but brave." She cracked a smile. "Yeah." "Very foolish, is what I'm getting at." "I can see that." "This, basically. Just thick. Dumb as a bag of hammers. Not too bright there, Valkyrie." "You can really stop complimenting me now.

Bravery, after all, isn't the absence of fear. Bravery is the acknowledgement and the conquering of fear.

She'd had a lot of practice at closing off the part of herself that felt sad about things like this.

Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.

Never let a few people that don't get you, shape you, into their limited knowledge of what you can become.

"Great suffering has a silver-lining that we can be grateful for, because it builds up a human being and puts him or her within reach of self-knowledge."

Courage is... the knowledge of how to fear what ought to be feared and how not to fear what ought not to be feared.

Condition and guts take over where knowledge and skill end.

Self-knowledge is no guarantee of happiness, but it is on the side of happiness and can supply the courage to fight for it.