Quotes About Resilience

When Allah had made the rest of the world, He saw that there was a lot of rubbish left over, bits and pieces and things that did not fit anywhere else. He collected them all together and threw them down on to the earth. That was Afghanistan

When Allah had made the rest of the world, He saw that there was a lot of rubbish left over, bits and pieces and things that did not fit anywhere else. He collected them all together and threw them down on to the earth. That was Afghanistan,' the

You have to know your own truth and stick to it. And never despair. Never give up. There's always hope. -from Postcards from No Man's Land

It is love—friendship—that sustains us, even in the worst of times, under the worst of circumstances. Even when we have been driven mad. Even when we have killed. We still love. We are still worthy of love. We can still be loved.

Je parle de millions d'hommes à qui on a inculqué savamment la peur, le complexe d'infériorité, le tremblement, l'agenouillement, le désespoir, le larbinisme.

Écoutez le monde blanc horriblement las de son effort immense ses articulations rebelles craquer sous les étoiles dures ses raideurs d'acier bleu transperçant la chair mystique écoute ses victoires proditoires trompeter ses défaites écoute aux alibis grandioses son piètre trébuchement Pitié pour nos vainquers omniscients et naïfs !

It is no use painting the foot of the tree white, the strength of the bark cries out from beneath the paint.

C'était un très bon nègre. [...] Et on lui jetait des pierres, des bouts de ferraille, des tessons de bouteille, mais ni ces pierres, ni cette ferraille, ni ces bouteilles… Ô quiètes années de Dieu sur cette motte terraquée ! [...] Et le fouet disputa au bombillement des mouches la rosée sucrée de nos plaies [...] (...) Embrasse-moi jusqu'au nous furieux Embrasse, embrasse NOUS

Ma bouche sera la bouche des malheurs qui n'ont point de bouche, ma voix, la liberté de celles qui s'affaissent au cachot du désespoir.

the forest remembers that the last word can only be the flaming cry of the bird of ruins in the bowl of the storm

I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.

Keep trying until you have no more chances left.

Nightly you retrace your steps again to return to the scene of the crime. It's uncanny how you hover in the air of the wreckage that you left behind.

Adversity isn't an obstacle that we need to get around in order to resume living our life. It's part of our life. I think of it like my shadow — sometimes I see a lot of it, sometimes there's very little, but it's always with me.

Maybe what we can do when we feel overwhelmed is to start small. Start with what we have loved as kids and see where that leads us.

Man may try, and try and try. He may fly to reach the sky! But despite his best efforts, when things don't happen... Man is confused and wonders, 'Why?'... Man breaks down and begins to Cry.

To live Happily, whatever happens in life, Accept!Don't wonder… Just Surrender, KNOWING,that it's a Divine Drama that's unfolding.

Jive Lady Just hang loose blood. She gonna handa your rebound on the med side.

Wounds turn into scars and scars make you tough.

Real success and accomplishment, at whatever it is you are passionate about, requires real work. Real sacrifice. Real disappointment. Real failure. And it requires the ability to scrape your sorry ass up off the floor, stumble to your feet, wipe the rivulets of watery drool from your face, and do it again, like an obstinate toddler running against the wall with his head in a bucket.

doesn't teach. Winning rewards. You can only really learn from failure. And in the end, after you have taken a prolonged physical and psychological beating that would destroy a lesser man or woman, you will understand that success is not the absence of failure, but rather the presence of not quitting when you do fail. To win, you need to fail, and fail hard.

Just give me a second to get my wind back. Who the hell put that pole there?

Stark and egregious errors, the truly epic failures, forge character. They burnish your edges and make you the person you are.

Success is not the absence of failure; it's the persistence through failure.