Quotes About Resilience

Survivors Like Us Then we see them. Others like us. Survivors. Jewish

Every time a girl refuses to eat, she one-ups Eve.

My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won't let me.

Someone has broken your heart. I knew there was something about you. That's it, isn't it?' A little," Sara said, suddenly self-conscious. I'm sorry.' It happens." She shrugged, straining for nonchalance. Maybe,' he said. 'But if it's your destiny, what can you do but accept it.

Remember the good times---you'll need them during the bad," a family friend had boozily warned her at their wedding.

People say I'm not good at writing about men. My dad left when I was 16. Give me a break. I'm doing the best I can.

I've learned a lot this year.. I learned that things don't always turn our the way you planned, or the way you think they should. And I've learned that there are things that go wrong that don't always get fixed or get put back together the way they were before. I've learned that some broken things stay broken, and I've learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones, as long as you have people who love you.

He loved me. He loved me, but he doesn't love me anymore, and it's not the end of the world.

Sometimes the worst thing that happens to you, the thing you think you can't survive...it's the thing that makes you better than you used to be.

I will love myself, and my body, for what it can do- because it is strong enough to lift, to walk, to ride a bicyle up a hill, to embrace the people I love and hold them fully, and to nurture a new life. I will love myself because I am sturdy. Because I did not -will not- break.

I decided.. that I could go on being scared forever, that I could keep walking, that I could carry my rage around, hot and heavy in my chest forever. But maybe there was another way. You have everything you need, my mother had told me. And maybe all I needed was the courage to admit that what I needed was someone to lean on.

The truth is, what I learned this year is that life is hard...Good people die for no reason. Little kids get sick. The people that are supposed to love you end up leaving.

the pain wouldn't be a live thing inside, tearing me asunder. My eyes felt hot and dry, but there were no tears. I was beyond tears. I turned

It's also a story too about how if you love books, well, then I always think you have a layer of protection against the world, which sounds strange, but that is what I truly believe.

Baby steps – one at a time. One day at a time, one breath at a time. That's the only way anyone gets through anything, okay?

Life was short and loss was long and if anyone could find a bit of happiness – a tiny bit – they had to cling onto it like a lifebelt thrown to a drowning man

How lovely to work at something you loved and knew you were great at, even if it was for a pittance and you occasionally got punched.

Some'll rob you blind, some'll kick you when you're down, but you spread some good feeling and some warmth about, and people like that. Aye.

He had to take his life as he had had to take it for the last five years: to have no expectations as to what each day would bring. In fact, to expect nothing. To grab joy if he could. To hold fast. To try never to be surprised.

He was from that generation—the type who didn't change things just because they were tired of them, or they were outdated. You bought something, or married someone, and stuck with it.

Plymouth?" Chapter Five They had to wait thirty-five minutes for the tide to go out far enough for them to get back across the causeway. Polly spent the entire time humming to distract herself from Kerensa, who had come up with another ninety-five reasons why she couldn't possibly move to Polbearne. Funnily enough, they only seemed to make her more determined.

She would be as kick-ass as Katniss Everdeen, as uncompromising as Elizabeth Bennet, as brave as Hero.

Mark very much believed in exposing cracks to the air. He thought that was the only way anything started to heal.

The problem with good things that happen is that very often they disguise themselves as awful things. It would be lovely, wouldn't it, whenever you're going through something difficult, if someone could just tap you on the shoulder and say, "Don't worry, it's completely worth it. It seems like absolutely horrible crap now, but I promise it will all come good in the end," and you could say, "Thank you, Fairy Godmother.