Quotes About Resilience

When one suffers, all are weakened, but when everyone thrives, we dance.

Life was a battle, and Mother a tired and bitter captain

Pain won't be contained by bars or marks your scars deserve attention, too.

But I had never seen a first aid kit for the spirit...

I looked in the mirror and realized that I was already dead. I let you kill me one piece at a time, starting when I was, what? Eight years old? Nine? You killed yourself and then you came after us.

Well... It might be a little broken.' 'A little broken is still broken,' I pointed out. 'But fixable.

I wake up breathing dirt. I cough and spit out the pebbles in my mouth, but when I inhale again, wet clots of clay fill my lungs.

Don't let the hardness of the world steal the softness of your heart.

Sometimes I think high school is one long hazing activity. If you're tough enough to survive this, they'll let you become an adult. I hope it's worth it.

Welcome to the only class that will teach you how to survive. Welcome to Art.

When you're alive, people can hurt you. It's easier to crawl into a bone cage or snowdrift of confusion. It's easier to lock everybody out. But it's a lie.

Laurie Halse Anderson

Welcome to the only class that will teach you to how to survive" Welcome to Art.

It would have eased her mind if I thanked her for wanting to buy me away from Madam. I tried to be grateful but could not. A body does not like being bought and sold like a basket of eggs, even if the person who cracks the shells is kind.

am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the fabric of my world. The tiny elf dancer became a wooden doll whose strings were jerked by people not paying attention. I spun out of control. Eating was hard. Breathing was hard. Living was hardest.

It was hard to know how to play the game when the rules kept changing.

She snapped, they said. Couldn't take it anymore. Reached her breaking point. We should teach our girls that snapping is okay instead of waiting for someone else to break them.

Welcome to the only class that will teach you how to survive. Welcome to art. This is where you find your true self, if you dare(16)".

He is hunched over a spinning pot, his hands muddy red. "Welcome to the only class that will teach you how to survive," he says. "Welcome to Art.

It's amazing any thing survives.

I've got a cake rising," Eliza said. "I'm not leaving that for any man

Plants make way more seeds than they need, because they know that life is not perfect and all the seeds won't make it.

My fingers stroking the bark, seeking a Braille code, a clue, a message on how to come back to life after my long undersnow dormancy. I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here. So how can I find my way? Is there a chainsaw of the soul, an ax I can take to my memories or fears?

Não existe cura mágica, nem como fazer tudo desaparecer para sempre. Existem apenas pequenos passos adiante; um dia mais fácil, uma risada inesperada, um espelho que não importa mais.