Quotes About Resilience

It's just such a lost feeling to not know who I am, or how I fit in this world. I had no choice but to forge ahead . . . stiff upper lip and all. But from where I was forging . . . I didn't have a center post to ground me.

Tyson had risen to sudden stardom with his ferocious boxing style. When asked why he never deviated from his attack, no matter the opponent, Tyson replied, "Everyone has a plan, until they get punched in the mouth.

She looked like she could eat glass shards and shit a stained-glass window. He

When you're one of ten, you learn quickly you're not entitled to anything but the necessities, hand-me-downs, and cars with 157,000 miles on them and the possibility of exploding gas tanks.

comprehension.

How's the head?... They say I'll need a couple of stitches. Who knows, could be an improvement.

You won't heal, never completely, but it will get better with time.

Robert Dugoni

I've been to hell, and I didn't see any sign of God. After a while you stop looking. You figure it out on your own.

Eldar never had the discipline her father had, nor did he appreciate hard work. He quit too easily. He wanted things handed to him, and he usually got them.

My coach told me, in a not so ringing endorsement, "How can I cut a kid who tries so hard with so little success?" I didn't care.

That's what our minds do. They protect us. They bury those memories that would cripple us, so that we can live with ourselves.

I realized that just because things hadn't worked out as I'd planned didn't mean things couldn't work out at all.

Victory is never won by the multitudes.

In the old free days all I wanted was a sharp sword and a straight path to my enemies. Now no paths are straight and my sword is useless.

Conan, grim, blood-stained, naked but for a loin-cloth, shackles on his mighty limbs, his blue eyes blazing beneath the tangled black mane which fell over his low broad forehead.

When I cannot stand alone, it will be time to die," he mumbled, through mashed lips. "But I'd like a flagon of wine.

But folk who have tasted of death are only partly alive. In the dark corners of their souls and minds, death still lurks unconquered.

Well, I like a good hater. But that can wait.

Por que la única arma del hombre es ese coraje que no retrocede ni ante las mismisimas puertas del Infierno y ante el cual nada pueden ni siquiera las legiones infernales.

Stand up naked in the storm! Shake back your mane and face the thunders and the giant winds that roar between the worlds. Face the rush of events, the gigantic Truths, the dizzying realities. Be one with the tempests, the roaring ocean, and the swirling constellations. A Thunder of Trumpets

you civilized men are soft; your lives are not nailed to your spines as are ours

He had never fled from a single foe, and had the thought occurred to him he would have flushed with shame.

In his ears rang her passionate cry: "Were I still in death and you fighting for life I would come back from the abyss–