Quotes About Resilience

I wanted to write something tough, hard, sad, but funny.

The bad moments always have a way of coming around again, way too soon.

As long as you live, there's always something waiting; and even if it's bad, what can you do? You can't stop living.

If there was one thing I hated in this world, it was folks who told you that you couldn't do something.

It's funny how the bad things stay with you and the good things sometimes get lost.

Two broken, lonely people who maybe aren't so broken or lonely anymore.

As tough as she is, she wants to believe in something.

Loss does that, hits you out of the blue. You can be in the car or in class or at the movies, laughing and having a good time, and suddenly it's as if someone has reached directly into the wound and squeezed with all their might.

Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They're the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, until the only thing left of me is worthless stupid worthless stupid worthless stupid freak. And then there's nothing to do but run harder and fill myself with other words...

The great Anna Faris once said that the secret of surviving high school is to "lay low.

There are bright places, even in dark times. And if there isn't, you can be that bright place with infinite capacities.

Even if that something blew up in my face, I figure running toward is still better than running away

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to.

But here's the thing- even if there aren't any aneurysms in there, these facts won't change: I will still be someone who watches; I will still be someone who is prepared and on the lookout, because at any moment the earth could stop spinning. I've lived through the worst thing that can ever happen to me, and I know firsthand what the world can do.

That's how she used to feel before any of this happened – strong and sturdy, like she could withstand a tornado.

It is a new year....It is time to get...back on the camel" -Mr.Black

By the time I started eating- really eating- the loss was already so big it felt like I was carrying around the world. So carrying around the weight wasn't any heavier. It was trying to carry around both that got to be too much. Which is why sometimes you have to set some of it down. You can't carry all of it forever.

Now all I see is someone who's too afraid to get back out there. Everyone around you is going to give you a gentle push now and then, but never hard enough because they don't want to upset Poor Violet. You need shoving, not pushing. You need to jump back on that camel. Otherwise you're going to stay up on the ledge you've made for yourself.

You can't do this to me. You were the one who lectured me about living. You were the one who said I had to get out and see what was right in front of me and make the most of it and not wish my time away and find my mountain because my mountain was waiting, and all that adds up to life. But then you leave. You can't just do that. Especially when you know what I went through losing Eleanor.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either. I know myself well enough to know that no one else can keep you awake or keep you from sleeping.

Hope you're keeping the dust out of your eyes and your feet off the ground.

At times such as this, it becomes more important for art to survive.

You are a survivor, and as that unwelcome designation implies, your survival - your emotional survival - will depend on how well you learn to cope with your tragedy. The bad new: Surviving this will be the second worst experience of your life. The good news: The worst is already over.

I learned that there is good in this world, if you look hard enough for it.