Quotes About Resilience

But of course if we knew what awaited—the losses and disappointments and grief that are inevitable, the unthinkable things we will prove capable of—the knowledge would paralyze us. The

I've worked very hard, you know," she confided to him, "and I've planted some kind of-I've been lucky enough, I guess, to plant a star-and then people wanted to either get in the act or else they wanted to rob me emotionally or financially, whatever. And then walk away and it's always lonely

Val is a bachelor farmer in his seventies, so he should, by rights, be half mad.

A funny thing happens when the world turns, as it turned for us on the night we burned the British embassy down. You wake up the next morning and carry on.

Professionally, sexually. In those days, when a woman hit thirty she went home and shut the door. So it is to her great credit that my mother refused to lie down and die.

After three more years, she was released from the asylum, rattling with pills – a much reduced, soon to be terminally ill woman who was invisible, on the street, to those who passed her by.

Oh yes, thank you, Kitty,' she said and then sat and looked at her food. At one point she keeled forward and laid her cheek along her cigarette arm, which was stuck out straight across the tabletop. She was weeping. If such a thing can be said of someone who was making no sound and shedding no tears. Then she straightened up, pushed the palm of her hand up across her cheek and resumed her cigarette, ate through exhaled smoke, and poured herself some red wine.

Do not sigh, do not weep!

I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains

I don't think about all the misery, but about the beauty that still remains.

Whoever is happy will make others happy too. He who has courage and faith will never perish in misery!

I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death... I think... peace and tranquillity will return again.

And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world.

Mrs. Van Daan's grizzling is absolutely unbearable; now she can't any longer drive us crazy over the invasion, she nags us the whole day long about the bad weather. It really would be nice to dump her in a bucket of cold water and put her up in the loft.

I've found that there is always some beauty left -- in nature, sunshine, freedom, in yourself; these can all help you.

Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.

Where there's hope, there's life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.

In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.

A quiet conscience makes one strong!

There's only one rule you need to remember: laugh at everything and forget everybody else! It sounds egotistical, but it's actually the only cure for those suffering from self-pity.

Those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery

concentrate on Stalin's development of the country and its victory, against all odds, in World War II.

She says everyone around her drank or took drugs. She fell into the same pattern and gradually succumbed to despair.

what she calls "Russian fatalism": "It comes from our history, from hundreds of years