Quotes About Resilience

It's sad, something coming to an end. It cracks you open, in a way - cracks you open to feeling.

Here's the thing: No matter where I go, sad things will happen to me, hard things. People I love will die, and sometimes I'll have to tell friends good-bye. I'll meet people who won't like me, and I'll know loneliness. I don't like it, but that's the way it is.

But trust me, it's best to face something head on, smash it, and move on with your life. Lingering and wondering, waiting and worrying... that kills you.

Losing Sarah and my boy was the hardest thing I've ever lived through. But even then, you see, I knew that Eleanor was with me. If not here, then at least in the world, where I could find her. I could think of her living in that old house with her father, I could write to her if I chose. She was the anchor in my world, no matter how far I was from her. But if I lose her ... Ian, I lose myself. I can't live. Not without Eleanor.

The man who couldn't look anyone in the eyes was making himself do it, no matter what the pain. He was giving her a gift, the greatest one he could, straight from his heart.

There was a time for slaying dragons, and a time for holding on to someone and making the terror go away.

Any other woman would have fallen over in fear when Hart turned that famous stare on her. Hart's own wife had fainted on more than one occasion when Hart had looked at her. Not Beth. She'd stood straight and tall and told Hart what she thought of him. Ian had wanted to laugh until the paintings of his illustrious ancestors rang with it. Hart needed a kick in his ass sometimes, and if Beth wanted to do it, Ian would let her.

They all had them, dark secrets of the soul. The only way to deal with them was to live, and forget.

His words died and he began to rub his temple, frustration glinting in his eyes. Beth put her hand over his. "Don't think of it." "It plays over and over and over again, like a melody that won't stop.

I'm beat up and broken, and scared of everything that's going to come next, but just sitting here with you is making me better. So I'm going to hold on, all right? When you want me to let go and leave you alone, you tell me, but not … Not right now.

Yes, live in misery the rest of your life," Daniel said. "That will show everyone.

Are you up to the walk?" Sean asked, handing Liam his clothes. Liam hugged his T-shirt and jeans to his chest and looked around at the assembly, a hint of the old glint in his eye. "Are you telling me that none of you thought to bring wheels?" "No," Connor said. "As soon as the storm let up, we ran out here." "What, you were thinking you'd trundle me back in a wheelbarrow, all hurt and bloody? This is the planning of my friends and family.

Sure," she answered. "Just give me a minute." A minute to jump to my death off my balcony.

For crissakes, Talia," Adam rumbled at her neck. "Let it come. I'm not afraid of the dark.

You know the saying: a hard man is good to find.

Step with care and great tact and remember that Life's a Great Balancing Act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left. And will you succeed? Yes! You will, indeed! (98 and 3 / 4 percent guaranteed.)

Hart caressed the letters of baby Graham's name. "Mac likes to say, We're Mackenzies. We break what we touch. But this little Mackenzie… he broke me.

A broken man learned to savor what he could when he had the opportunity.

We can have the final word on hate, neglect, disease and all the other insidious characters that still script their way into our stories...for now, but not forever.

I'm interested when people will stand up for themselves. I'm always interested in that moment when someone decides it's not good enough, and even though it's painful, they're willing to make a change.

I started making a pro-and-con list in my mind. Killing myself pros: no risk of getting married and divorced again; no more New Year's Eve; no more craving phantom sex; no more underwires poking through expensive bras; no more waking up early…

Just like there's always time for pain, there's always time for healing.

It seemed like the only way to keep breathing was to focus on the here and now, moment by moment, keeping my mind frozen cold to anything else.

That's the whole thing about grieving... It's part of the deal: You get to be alive and to love, but in exchange you also have to put in some serious hurt time.