Quotes About Resilience

If my heart is breaking—let it break! That will not make the world bankrupt—nor even me; for man is so much greater than the things he loses in this life. The very ocean of tears has its other shore, else none would have ever wept.

Biarlah saya berdoa, bukan untuk dilindungi dari kejahatan, tetapi agar berani menghadapinya.

XXIX You have set me among those who are defeated. I know it is not for me to win, nor to leave the game. I shall plunge into the pool although but to sink to the bottom. I shall play the game of my undoing. I shall stake all I have and when I lose my last penny I shall stake myself, and then I think I shall have won through my utter defeat.

Free me as free is the forest fire, as is the thunder that laughs aloud and hurls defiance to darkness.

It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.

Man's history is being shaped according to the difficulties it encounters.

Hasta el océano de las lágrimas tiene otra orilla; si así no fuera, nadie habría llorado nunca

In pleasure and in pain I stand not by the side of men, and thus stand by thee. I shrink to give up my life, and thus do not plunge into the great waters of life.

The cramped atmosphere of neglect oppressed Phatik so much that he felt that he could hardly breathe.

he had come to the conclusion that, as the earth consisted of land and water, so human life was made up of eatings and beatings.

When at even-tide the child of want lies down, dirty and hungry, in his squalid home, and hears of prince and princess and fabled gold, then in the dark hovel lighted by its dim flickering candle, his mind springs free from its bonds of poverty and misery and walks in fresh beauty and glowing raiment, strong beyond all fear of hindrance, through that fairy realm where all is possible.

Sen beni her zaman reddedip, zay?f, ÅŸüpheli arzular?n tehlikesinden kurtararak günden güne senin taraf?ndan kabul edilmeye lay?k bir hale getiriyorsun.

I shall not commit the grievous sin of losing faith in Man

But there are ideals which do not play hide-and-seek with our life; they slowly grow from seed to flower, from flower to fruit; they require infinite space and heaven's light to mature, and the fruits that they produce can survive years of insult and neglect.

But the child's faith never admits defeat, and it would snatch at the mantle of death itself to turn him back.

WE, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?" "I am a mere flower.

In the impenetrable night, All the sorrows of the world, All its sins and evils, Its tears and cruelties, Have risen in tumult, overflowing their banks And blaspheming the skies. Yet, O fearless, O sorrow-stricken one, With the groanings of the earth resounding in your ears, Accept the mad evil days with fortitude, And with hope undimmed in your soul, Hold on for the new shore. - Poem 37

If my heart is breaking – let it break! That will not make the world bankrupt – nor even me; for man is so much greater than what he loses in this life.

I shall die again and again to know that life is inexhaustible.

I came out alone on my way to my tryst. But who is this that follows me in the silent dark? I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not. He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger; he adds his loud voice to every word that I utter.

A man doesn't have to seek misfortune; it's gonna throw at him uninvited.

For once be careless, timid traveller, and utterly lose your way; wide-awake though you are, be like broad daylight enticed by and netted in mist. Do not shun the garden of Lost Hearts waiting at the end of the wrong road, where the grass is strewn with wrecked red flowers, and disconsolate water heaves in the troubled sea. Long have you watched over the store gathered by weary years. Let it be stripped, with nothing remaining but the desolate triumph of losing all.

I let everyone know that I don't follow any restrictions, and suffer everyone's contempt in silence.

Pain, which is the feeling of our finiteness, is not a fixture in our life. It is not an end in itself, as joy is. To meet with it is to know that it has no part in the true permanence of creation.