Quotes About Resilience

The act of living causes brain damage.

A woman in the shape of a monster a monster in the shape of a woman the skies are full of them

When the ideas or forms we need are banished, we seek their residues wherever we can trace them

we are the half-destroyed instruments that once held a course

There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.

No one has imagined us. We want to live like trees, sycamores blazing through the sulfuric air, dappled with scars, still exuberantly budding, our animal passion rooted in the city.

My heart is moved by all I cannot save: so much has been destroyed I have to cast my lot with those who age after age, perversely, with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world.

Poetry] is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.

A thinking woman sleeps with monsters that beak which grips her, she becomes.

Part of being awake is being willing to be crucified. If we think that to be awake means the whole world will agree with us, then we are in a total delusion.

On me the tempest falls. It does not make me tremble.

Wisdom comes through suffering.

The truth has to be melted out of our stubborn lives by suffering. Nothing speaks the truth, nothing tells us how things really are, nothing forces us to know what we do not want to know except pain. And this is how the gods declare their love.

Courage! Suffering, when it climbs highest, lasts not long.

Wisdom comes only through suffering.

Unjustly men hate death, which is the greatest defence against their many ills.

Alas, poor men, their destiny. When all goes well a shadow will overthrow it. If it be unkind one stroke of a wet sponge wipes all the picture out.

Take courage; pain's extremity soon ends.

A man dies not for the many wounds that pierce his breast, unless it be that life's end keep pace with death, nor by sitting on his hearth at home doth he the more escape his appointed doom.

I have been schooled by my own suffering: I've learned the many ways of being purged.

It would be better to die once and for all than to suffer pain for all one's life.

When a man dies, flesh is frayed and broken in the fire, but not his will.

On me the tempest falls. It does not make me tremble. O holy Mother Earth, O air and sun, behold me. I am wronged.

For wherein is life sweet to him who suffers grief?