Quotes About Resilience

When you grow up", I said, "do you ever stop feeling little and weak?" "No," she says. "There's always a little frail and tiny thing inside, no matter how grown-up you are.

You can't win at the highest levels of life by avoiding things you don't like.

I stand and I do not fall!" he shouted. "I stand and I do not fall!

Nothing is indestructible. Anyone who believes otherwise is already halfway to being defeated.

Stay the patient course Of little worth is your ire The network is down

She would never be caught unprepared again, she swore to herself. She would never trust. Never love. Never put faith in other human beings again. She would learn all she could of the shape and substance of the world, and she would find a way to survive in it.

The world was not to be trusted. Loved persons were always stolen. Dreams always squashed. That was life as she understood it.

David Anthony Durham

Where other people will see obstacles, even blank walls, you'll soon start to see pathways you can use to get where you want to go. It's awesome.

But remember this: even if I do reach the point where I am begging for death, the fact remains that I still live.

David Archer

Joy began to feel the weight press down on her. That terrible weight that saps the muscles and grays the day. The one that starts in your head and presses every thought down. Joy got low, and when people are low, they turn to anything for help.

She didn't drop below fifty, and taught that little Fiesta things Ford never intended it to know.

and see what new horrors he'd have to deal with. The past four months he'd been on loan to the DEA, and they'd made some big drug busts, shut down some of the most evil purveyors of sin and death that ever lived, but they were like the mythical hydra—as soon as you cut off one of its heads, three more grew back to take its place. Sam wanted to stop cutting off heads and

Panic demands you do something, but when there is nothing you can do, you go beyond despair.

Okay, he told himself, enough Memory Lane crap. Let's get back to

Fate whispers to the wolf; "you cannot withstand the storm" and the wolf whispers back, "I am the storm.

We live in hell, Mason. We are born into hell. You fight or you go under. And anyone who tries to pull you out, gets pulled under too. All you can do is help people to help themselves. But the bottom line? You have to do it yourself.

You got the feeling this wasn't a desert because the people didn't allow it to be, but whatever the earth gave, it gave grudgingly.

I like to believe that you don't need to reach a certain goal to be happy. I prefer to think that happiness is always there, and that when things don't go the way we might like them to, it's a sign from above that something even better is right around the corner.

Nature isn't positive in that way. It doesn't aim itself at you. It's not being unkind to you.

You can cry about death and very properly so, your own as well as anybody else's. But it's inevitable, so you'd better grapple with it and cope and be aware that not only is it inevitable, but it has always been inevitable, if you see what I mean.

With or without us, the wild will return. .... It seems that, however grave our mistakes, nature will be able to overcome them, given the chance. The living world has survived mass extinctions several times before. But we humans cannot assume that we will do the same.

A species of willow developed that does not grow vertically upwards, like it's European and American relatives. To do so would to risk being flattened by the ferocious Artic wind. Instead it grows horizontally, keeping close to the ground. Even in the most favorable circumstances it seldom exceeds four inches in height. But it may become as long as some if it's southern relatives are tall. When you walk across a carpet of such prostrate tree, you are, in effect walking over a woodland canopy.