Quotes About Resilience

If I like a boy, fine, I'll date him, but I'm not going to sit at home and cry over him.

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

Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you." "Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. "Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt. -Margery Williams

What's the fun in anything if there aren't a few roadblocks to spice things up?

You only know id you can do something if you keep doing it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see the boys watching us. Elaine and I pretend not to notice, and I know that she's just as aware of the boys as I am. We're doing pretty well until the boys start to snicker, and even then we keep our cool. But then I hear the boys guffawing, and that is pretty hard to ignore.

I just need to burrow in my little hobbit hole for a while, and when I'm ready, I'll come out again and be all right.

And then I smile at him, and it takes a lot of effort. It takes so much effort. But if I don't smile, I'll cry.

He knows me well enough to know that I just need to burrow in my little hobbit hole for a while, and when I'm ready, I'll come out again and be all right.

And that's how it goes with people you see a lot. They mend, almost on their own.

The whole reason I broke up with him was so I wouldn't be that girl crying over her boyfriend, and now that's exactly what I am. It's pathetic.

Don't get too serious to where things can't go back.

Fear is the greatest incapacitator.

HOW CONCISE THAT YOU CAN CRY FROM AWFUL WOUNDS, DESERTION, HAPPINESS, MEMORIES, HUMILIATION, DISAPPOINTMENT OR GRANDEUR.

Sometimes he knew it was best to believe the stories you told yourself in order to get through a day. After all, didn't the cornerstone of sober living preach getting through life one day at a time?

Dad will come back,' said Charlie quietly. When Mrs Bone turned to him, she didn't look sad at all, in fact she was smiling. 'You know, Charlie, I'm beginning to believe you,' she said. 'After what happened to Henry, I can believe almost anything.

What would it be like to make it so late into life before trouble hit? To always have someone on the front porch, calling you to dinner? The husband doesn't have even a touch of this raised-by-wolvesness.

It is important to remember that emotional pain comes in waves. Remind yourself that there will be a pause in between waves.

She says every marriage is jerry-rigged. Even the ones that look reasonable from the outside are held together inside with chewing gum and wire and string.

I read an article written by a woman living alone who got them. She talks about how depressing it is to have no one to help her with all the spraying and washing and cooking and bagging. She's spent all her money, hasn't had a date in years. I show it to my husband. "It's true. We're lucky," he says.

found a book called Thriving Not Surviving in a box on the street. I stood there, flipping through it, unwilling to commit.

I remember that day, how you took a $50 cab from work, how you held me in the doorway until I stopped shaking. We had told people. We had to untell them. You did it so I wouldn't have to speak. Later, you made me a dinner of all the things I hadn't been allowed to eat. Cured meat, unpasteurized cheese. Two bottles of wine, then finally, sleep.

In the past, we'd talked about books and other people, but now we talked only of our respective babies, hers sweet-faced and docile, mine at war with the world.

What Keats said: No such thing as the world becoming an easy place to save your soul in.