Quotes About Resilience

Police officers put up barbed wire around their hearts to protect them.

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WEIRDNESS IS ONLY WEIRD IF YOU FIGHT IT.

Excuses were for those willing to concede that weakness was their strongest ally.

Establishing a rock-solid anchor is the first step to surviving emotional chaos.

Didn't understand the nation's habit of clubbing itself each morning with a list of tragedy and doom before trying to go cheerfully into the day. Like arsenic, it had to have a cumulative effect.

Let us have no more suicide from weariness, which comes like a final sacrifice crowning all those that have gone before. Better one last laugh à la Cravan, or one last song à la Ravachol.

From the ruins of Heaven, humanity fell into the ruins of its own world. What

Great people are those who make great effort to achieve innovative ideas against great opposition and great forces, and succeed in the shaping of history.

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my mother always said-once a man, twice a child! she explained thus:- a man will become, and act almost like an infant child, although fully grown as an adult, if and when certain diseases in life strikes him. He crumbles easily.

Some may call us- old fire sticks,- but we burn hotter than the hottest flames. They may call us-old brooms- but we know all the corners. We may be called cold, but we are the cryoscopic reggae sword of the spirit of truth. I am ras cardo who created reggae.

Do not expect your life to "return to normal." That's not what you had in mind when you embarked on this odyssey.

Like the characters in the short novel Men in the Sun, by the Palestinian writer Ghassan Kanafani, however, they did not always find this route easy, for it often involved alienation, isolation, and, as when Palestinians attempted to cross frontiers with their refugee papers, even tragedy

Just because a situation is grim doesn't mean you don't have every right to smile.

I think anybody who has had a long relationship and has had a really hard time letting go, wants to feel like it's not all for naught, and it's meaningful, because it makes you who you are.

The world isn't interested in the storms you encountered, but whether or not you brought in the ship.

Have you ever noticed the phenomena that humans can be at their best when things are at their worst? At such times, we can be heroic, actively compassionate, demonstratively generous, and completely selfless. Why do you suppose that is? Might it be our Ancestors and beloved Dead empowering us as allies from a higher plane of existence? Perhaps it may even be the soul taking the reins when the consciousness of the person is stunned into inaction.

It was just tiresome thinking about folks having to fight for the least little thing. I loved my people for fighting, but hated the reason why, and that left me with that crosscut notion of pride and anger pulling in different directions, two kinds of muscle fighting for the same piece of bone.

Other humans gaze at the sky, but I say unto you, the only way through the world is to pass through the underground.

Jazz and vodka, the fuel of resistance.

I don't judge those who can't dream, those who need to pierce their arms to create different worlds under their skin, because I am fortunate in the tools of my escapes

Death makes one forgive and love again. We humans only value our losses and regrets.

The tallest blade of grass is the surest to be cut.