Quotes About Resilience

I've been dog rough, half blind and barking mad for years but you don't catch me going on about it.

All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy.

Some of us have always lived on edge, Daniel. It is possible to survive if you observe rules: just hang on by fingernails...and never look down.

They made you into a victim, Evey. They made you into a statistic. But that's not the real you. That's not who you are inside.

He'd been wrong to tell the freaked-out teenager that it would all get better, because actually it didn't. It just faded to a deep held chord, a pedal-organ drone behind the normal noise of life, a thing that you forgot about and thought you'd put away forever, but it was still there. It was still here. He

Delightfully, however, even phrases of world-ending awesome fury, spoken through a split lip, were quite funny.

There's no point worrying about it now, at any rate. Things tend to sort themselves out, Alma thinks, although she knows that this directly contradicts the laws of physics, common sense, and her political experience of the last forty years.

Opens I mouth, for make noise in I's hurt, and say of fire is come through I, and rise, and rise, with grits of bright, in neath of old black sky.

Though I walk through The Valley of the Shadow of Death, I will fear no evil

There is more to life than the material world. The truth most painful to the heart is that which makes the spirit stronger. And it is the strength of the spirit that will be needed when the physical crisis is over.

Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.

There's a hard law, mejuffrou, that when a deep injury is done to us, we never recover until we forgive.

And that next day, he was in the black mood, what we call the swartgalligheid, which is the black gall. And the heart is black too, and the world is black, and one can tell oneself that it will pass, but these are only words that one speaks to oneself, for while it is there it is no comfort that it will pass.

He went out of the door, and she watched him through the little window, walking slowly to the door of the church. Then she sat down at his table, and put her head on it, and was silent, with the patient suffering of black women, with the suffering of oxen, with the suffering of any that are mute.

The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that they are not mended again.

When the storm threatens, a man is afraid for his house. But when the house is destroyed, there is something to do. About a storm he can do nothing, but he can rebuild a house.

Between astonishment and grief, I was tearless

When she was strong, she was unbeatable. When she was strong, she got things done.

This is Resolute Thread. The more pressure applied, the stronger it gets. It's very rare. They say it was made from the stomach lining of an emperor dragon, over 2000 years ago." "Was it?" "No, it's just really strong thread.

I know me, Valkyrie. If I were to lose you in the way that he lost you, if I were to live in a world ruled by the Faceless Ones with no hope of fighting back, no hope of effecting change, no hope of anything … If I go dark a second time, I stay dark. I know that in my soul.

I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, young lady. I have plenty of cartridges for my shotgun and this is a new pair of trousers. I'm ready.

As she fell, she was reminded of that line from one of Douglas Adams' books, where he described flying as the ability to throw yourself at the ground and miss. Valkyrie rushed towards the ground, and missed splendidly.

She had a massive headache and there was blood running down her face, but she seemed to be otherwise OK.

will heal your wounds," he said, "but I will not facilitate your battles.