Quotes About Resilience

like a tree which does not hurry the flow of its sap and stands at ease in the spring gales without fearing that no summer may follow.

It is clear that we must hold to what is difficult; everything alive holds to it... that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it...To love is good, too: love being difficult.

Da gibt es kein Messen mit der Zeit, da gilt kein Jahr, und zehn Jahre sind nichts, Künstler sein heißt: nicht rechnen und zählen; reifen wie der Baum, der seine Säfte nicht drängt und getrost in den Stürmen des Frühlings steht ohne die Angst, daß dahinter kein Sommer kommen könnte. [...] Geduld ist alles!

think: the hero prolongs himself, even his falling was only a pretext for being, his latest rebirth.

To be an artist means: not to reckon and count; to ripen like the tree which does not force its sap and stands confident in the storms of Spring without fear lest no Summer might come after.

perhaps we would bear our sadnesses with greater trust than we have in our joys

This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.

People have tended to resolve everything in the direction of easiness, of the light and on the lightest side of the light; but it is clear that we must hold to the heavy, the difficult.

Im Schwierigen liegen die freundlichen Kräfte, die Hände, die an uns arbeiten.

You become more protective and more capable of granting protection exactly to the extent that you have lost and now lack protection. The solitude into which you were cast so violently makes you capable of balancing out the loneliness of others to exactly the same degree.

Quite pure, quite free of future planning, I mounted the tangled funeral pyre built for my suffering, so sure of nothing more to buy for future needs, while in my heart the stored reserves kept silent.

Ist dir Trinken bitter, werde Wein.

love your solitude, accept the pain it causes you, and make a melody with it.

If what you're drinking is bitter, let yourself be the wine.

Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.

Happily, somewhere in the heart of darkness, my optimism prevailed.

We have no reason to be mistrustful of our world... If it holds terrors they are our terrors.

Wie ein Käfer, auf den man tritt, so quillst du aus dir hinaus, und dein bißchen obere Härte und Anpassung ist ohne Sinn.

You must be patient like someone who is sick, and confident like someone who is recovering; for perhaps you are both.

Alone he climbs on, up the mountains of primal grief. And not once do his footsteps echo from the soundless path.

A year doesn't matter; ten years are nothing. To be an artist means not to compute or count; it means to ripen as the tree, which does not force its sap, but stands unshaken in the storms of spring with no fear that summer might not follow. It will come regardless. But it comes only to those who live as though eternity stretches before them, carefree, silent, and endless.

love your solitude and bear the pain it causes you with melody wrought with lament.

You have had many great sadnesses which have now passed by. And you say that their passing was also hard and upsetting for you. But I ask you to consider whether these great unhappinesses did not rather pass through you.

am glad, in a word, that you have withstood the dangers of slipping into all this, and that somewhere you are living alone and courageous in a rough reality. May the year to come maintain and strengthen you in it. Ever yours, R. M. Rilke