Quotes About Resilience

For a few seconds, I thought I might actually cry. That was so unlike me, I wasn't sure how to respond. Bronwyn Alessia St. Vincent Clare didn't get sad. She got mad. Or better, she got even.

I don't like running away," Michael; brought his eyes from the floor to mine. "I don't run, I don't hide, I don't cower, I don't beg, Cassie, because running and hiding and begging doesn't work. It never works.

Personally, no matter how tempting it might be, I make it a policy not to surgically bestow near invincibility upon the people who would most like to see me dead.

Don't think this means I'm giving up. There's more than one way to decapitate a hellhound, and as it so happens, I know them all.

Left with nothing but my own bloody fingertips, I let out a war cry of my own, raked my nails over its face, and fought like a girl.

Everything hurts." Only Grayson Hawthorne could say that and still sound utterly bulletproof. "It hurts all the time, Avery, but I know the man I was raised to be.

Caroline: 'You know Sora. I don't. It will hurt you. It won't hurt me. Nothing hurts me.' Lake: 'Liar. Just breathing hurts you so bad, you want to beat the snot out of something.

This however, wasn't an ideal world, and no matter how hard I tried to think of an answer, I had nothing.

Life is full of drowning people, ready and willing to drown you, too.

Little-known fact about cheerleaders: They keep schedules that would make grown marines cry.

Hawthornes aren't supposed to break, his voice whispered in my memory. Especially me.

Do you know what I thought when you tried to kill me? The first time? I thought, How can somebody want me dead when no one knows I'm alive?

If one thing was perfectly, crystalline clear, it was that I could take care of myself. I just kept coming and coming and coming. I was what I was.

A few months ago, she'd gotten a tattoo, a single word inked from wrist bone to wrist bone, just under the heel of her hand. SURVIVOR.

I was supposed to have an edge. But sharp-edged girls had feelings, too.

We just hadn't figured on Fighting life.

Jennifer Lynn Barnes

At that point in time, there were three things in life that I knew for certain: (1) I was a girl who'd never met a site she couldn't hack or a code she couldn't break, (2) I had a roundhouse that could put a grown man in the hospital, and (3) I would without question chop off my own hands before I'd come within five feet of a pom-pom

I had no weapons. No plan. Nothing but my blood and my hands. They were coming, and there were more of them than I'd realized.

You don't like me much, that's okay. I'm a hypercompetitive, bisexual perfectionist who likes to win and looks like this. I'm no stranger to being hated.

Some people said that broken bones grew back stronger. On the good days, I told myself that was true, that each time the world tried to break me, I became a little less breakable.

Even in the darkest of times, Xander was Xander. "You're going to drop one of those on your foot," I said. "That's okay," Xander responded cheerfully. "I have two feet!

Life is full of drowning people, reading and willing to drown you, too.

No expectations, no disappointments. [Michael Townsend]