Quotes About Resilience

It would be easy to become a victim of our circumstances and continue feeling sad, scared or angry; or instead, we could choose to deal with injustice humanely and break the chains of negative thoughts and energies, and not let ourselves sink into it.

The path of true love never ran smooth. More likely you ran out of gas, blew a tire, and hit the wall before you crossed the finish line.

It's like strapping toothpicks onto a newborn colt and telling him to walk. Wearing heels is a sport and I don't want to play.

I wanted to be a good person, compassionate, regardless of what was said or done to me. That was the standard I held for myself, the way I'd managed to survive all those years. I wouldn't give in to hatred. "I

Now you bitches can stand here quaking in your boots about what your women might do to you. I'm going to get my woman.

I'm not naturally tough. I've learned to be tough through rubbing elbows with the police.

He had to have someone else give him advice. That's the trouble with him. He's never learned to stand on his own two feet and take things as they come.

I'm perfectly capable of living my own life. If I get into something, I want to get out of it through my own efforts. If I can't, I want to stay there. I don't want to have Hal Anders rushing into the city to lift me up out of the gutter, brush the mud off my clothes, smile sweetly down at me, and say, 'Won't you come home now, Mae, marry me, settle down, and live happily ever after?

Sometimes you're on top and things are easy. Sometimes you're on the bottom. There's no need to let it worry you.

Be like the clam," Mason said. "At high tide?" "What's the difference?" he asked. "You gather clams at low tide." "Right," Mason said. "Be like a clam at high tide.

Laughter rises out of tragedy when you need it the most, and rewards you for your courage.

Laugh now, cry later.

When the going gets tough, the tough make cookies.

If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pits?

To be honest, however, I will have to admit that I wrote this book for the original model - the one who was overkidsed, underpatienced, with four years of college and chapped hands all year around. I knew if I didn't follow Faith's advice and laugh a little at myself, then I would surely cry.

the words of young Ted Kennedy, Jr., who lost his leg to cancer. People are taught we should look perfect, he said. I wondered who would ever go out with a kid with one leg.

Okies who had just stepped into the corridor long enough to get a tin can of water for our boiling radiator. There are other stories, other dilemmas, but the characters never change. We're always standing around, unwashed, uncurled, harried, penniless, memory gone, no lipstick, no hose, unmatched shoes, and using the dirtiest cloth in the house to bind our wounds. Makes

William James said long ago, solitude is the greatest terror of childhood.

To suffer one's death and to be reborn is not easy." And it is not easy precisely because so much of one has to die.

A few minutes of fear, a few seconds of anguish, and it is over.

Through endurance we conquer.

I'm not brave any more darling. I'm all broken. They've broken me.

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

But life isn't hard to manage when you've nothing to lose.