Quotes About Resilience

You just want to keep me on this hook, right? So I'll keep chasing after you and you can feel good about yourself. As soon as I start to get over you, you just reel me back in. You're so screwed up in the head. But I'm telling you, this is it. You don't get to have me anymore. Not as your friend or your admirer or anything. I'm through.

If this is love, no thanks. I don't want any part of it. When I'm older, I'm just going to do my own thing. If I like a boy, fine, I'll date him, but I'm not going to sit at home and cry over him. I cry over important things.

It will get easier each time, I think. I hope. I just have to keep trying.

In his eyes, there was no trace of what had happened earlier, and I could feel something inside me break. So that was that. We were finally, finally over.

There's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers.

So are you gonna cry about it like a punk, or are you gonna do something?

There´s no way to protect yourself against heartbreak. That's just a part of life.

Things have a way of settling back.

It's hard to concentrate when your feelings are hurt.

It's crazy, how similar we are. Here's both of us, working through our stuff, trying to make something positive out of something really bad.

I want to be that person for him, I want to be the one who keeps him going during this difficult time.

That's life. Things don't always work out.

I knew that now—that love wasn't something you could do away with, no matter how hard you tried.

You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it.

Victory is ten times sweeter for the underdog.

Just when we thought everything was going to be okay, we all fell apart.

It took a long time for me to get better, but I did. I got better. But suddenly it's like the last four years never happened, and I'm feeling all the same terrible feelings about myself that I did back then.

I keep trying to block it out, but it keeps on coming back.

I tighten my fingers around his. If we just hold on tight enough, it will all be okay.

I thought I was over him. When I wrote my letter, when I said my goodbyes, I mean it, I swear I did. It wasn´t even that hard, not really.

Growing up with Steven and spending my summers with Jeremiah and Conrad, winning was always important, and doubly so because I was a girl and was never expected to win anything. Victory is a thousand times sweeter when you're the underdog.

You'd always be mourning what once was. It would always be a little bit . . . less.

Disappointment is good for kids; it prepares them for the real world, where it's not all about them and their feelings.

I'm clenching my fists so tight my fingernails leave red crescent moons on my skin. I feel a surge, a heat roar up inside me. As bad as I'm hurting now, he'll hurt ten times worse. That's the only thing that keeps me going.