Quotes About Resilience

Look. (Grown-ups skip this paragraph.) I'm not about to tell you this book has a tragic ending, I already said in the very first line how it was my favorite in all the world. But there's a lot of bad stuff coming. William Goldman, The Princess Bride

Every soldier had to battle his weaker self. His weaker self had brought Donnersmarck to his knees, trembling. He had screamed it away, he had outrun it, he had drowned it in the blood of others. And he had always defeated it.

Courage was not given; it was acquired, earned. You had to take the difficult paths.

Fear was like a beast that only grew fiercer when one gave in to it.

I was the Count of Monte Cristo, who would one day return from the terrible prison island to take revenge on all those who had sent him there. I was Napoléon, banished to die a lonely death on Saint Helena. I was Harry, locked up under the Dursleys' staircase.

Some of the other mudlarks also swore that Ofelia Fuente's mother was a Witch, but they said that about almost every woman, especially the ones who managed to make a living for themselves.

Yes, everything will be all right, thanks to Elinor! She could have sung and danced (not that she was much of a dancer and she was sitting in a car).

It seems only yesterday I used to believe There was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I would shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed. Billy Collins, "On Turning Ten" A

Whenever he felt the sharp pangs of homesickness he had come back here to his old enemies, where he didn't feel quite so out of place.

Manchmal hilft es, wütend zu werden, wenn man vor Traurigkeit nicht ein noch aus weiß.

Believe me. Sometimes when life looks to be at its grimmest, there's a light hidden at the heart of things. Clive Barker, Abarat

But they woke him with words, their cruel, bright weapons. T. H. White, The Book of Merlin

Jacob Reckless überlebt alles. Wer wei? das besser als du? Ich bin sicher, du kannst nicht an dem Fingern abzählen, wie often er eigentlich schon hätte tot sein müssen.

Words are immortal – until someone comes along and burns them.

And now the tears did come, hard as Elinor tried to keep them back. Angrily, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. "I think you're doing splendidly, Elinor." Mo was still lying with his face to the wall. "You're both doing splendidly. And I could wring my own neck for dragging you two into all this." "Nonsense. If anyone around here needs his neck wrung it's Capricorn," said Elinor.

Das Gras war weiß vom Raureif, weiß wie die Frauen, die auf den Schwarzen Prinzen warteten, aber ihr Bann brach, sobald Meggie das Lachen der Kinder hörte. Sie bewarfen sich mit Tannenzapfen und schrien auf, wenn der Marder, nach ihnen sprang. Das Leben schien so viel stärker als der Tod, der Tod so viel stärker als das Leben. Wie Ebbe und Flut...

Sometimes, when you're so sad you don't know what to do, it helps to be angry.

So he had thrust her out of his heart as he always did with anyone who tried to stay there too long.

Darkness always had its part to play. Without it, how would we know when we walked in the light? It's only when its ambitions become too grandiose that it must be opposed, disciplined, sometimes – if necessary – brought down for a time. Then it will rise again, as it must.

Why did his heart always insist on believing that there was a light in all this darkness? Where did he keep getting new hope from, after he had been disappointed countless times?

Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out, very slowly.

Oh, that's not easy,' he mumbled. Two souls in one heart. I hope the human in you won't prove to be stronger in the end. They find it so much harder to make peace with the world.

It's always like that in stories: bad things happen but then it all ends happily. And this is a story.

Even the Doughskins had to admit it: in this world, only stone could claim to last.