Quotes About Resilience

The man who wavers in his faith is upset by the smallest trifles; the man who is steadfast in his faith can look on calmly at the ruin of all his universe.

We will either find a way, or make one

Du hast deine Furcht überwunden. Das ist weitaus mehr wert, als keine Furcht zu haben.

Wir leben in einem Haus, das ständig zusammenzubrechen droht, und können nicht viel mehr unternehmen, als hier einen Balken abzustützen und dort das Dach zu flicken, damit es nicht hineinregnet. Wenn du dann morgens durch die Stube gehst, brichst du schon wieder durch die Dielen.

Mermaids have no tears, and so they suffer all the more.

There was once a little girl; she was a tiny, delicate little thing, but she always had to go about barefoot in summer, because she was very poor. In winter she only had a pair of heavy wooden shoes, and her ankles were terribly chafed.

I can give her no greater power than she has already, said the woman; don't you see how strong that is? How men and animals are obliged to serve her, and how well she has got through the world, barefooted as she is. She cannot receive any power from me greater than she now has, which consists in her own purity and innocence of heart. If she cannot herself obtain access to the Snow Queen, and remove the glass fragments from little Kay, we can do nothing to help her.

Never had she danced so beautifully; the sharp knives cut her feet, but she did not feel it, for the pain in her heart was far greater.

Brave soldier, never fear. Even though your death is near.

Who wants to die?' he asked. 'Everyone wants to live, everyone – even the most miserable worm is screaming for life! I want to live, too. But maybe it's a good thing, Anna, even in the midst of life to think of a wretched death, and to get ready for it. So that you know you'll be able to die properly, without moaning and whimpering. That would be disgusting to me…

Das Leben geht immer weiter, auch unter Ruinen. Die Ruinen sind unwichtig, aber das Leben ist wichtig. Das Leben mit einem Grashalm in der Stadtmitte zwischen tausend zerstörten Steinblöcken. Es geht immer weiter.

And so it had been going on week after week. Month after month. That was what was so discouraging, that it went on so endlessly. Hadn't he once believed that it was all over? The worst thing was that it went on. And on, and on, with no end in sight.

Es ist egal, ob nur einer kämpft oder zehntausend; wenn der eine merkt, er muss kämpfen, so kämpft er, ob er Mitkämpfer hat oder nicht. Ich habe kämpfen müssen und ich würde es immer wieder tun.

All was darkness, and she had been full of fear and apprehension, and then the sun had peeped through the clouds once more.

It doesn't matter if there's a handful of you against many of them. Once you've seen that a cause is right, you're obliged to fight for it. Whether you ever live to see success, or the person who steps into your shoes does, it doesn't matter.

And then she cries some more, and finally she finds sleep, as one always eventually finds sleep, after toothache and after childbirth, after a fight and after a rare joy.

Wie kann man lachen, richtig lachen, in solcher Welt mit sanierten Wirtschaftsführern, die tausend Fehler gemacht haben, und kleinen, entwürdigten, zertretenen Leuten, die stets ihr Bestes taten?

He threw himself against the bars, he cared nothing that some swine beat his face till the blood came, he fought day after day with an enemy invisible to us, and day after day he took up the fight anew.

I swore that I would be better. But man gets used to anything, and I am afraid that perhaps he gets used quickest of all to living in a state of degradation.

I was not in any real difficulties yet; my affairs were merely going through a period of stagnation which could certainly have been overcome, at this stage, by the exercise of a little initiative. But I just couldn't summon up that initiative. I was too depressed by all the mute dislike of myself which I encountered at every twist and turn.

Ja, es war gut, heimzukehren. Irrtümer, Gefahren, Versuchungen, Zeiten der Schwäche: sie blieben keinem erspart. Aber dann kehrte man heim in sein Haus, in sein Eigenstes, in die Heimat, in das, was man aus sich heraus geschaffen hatte, das zu einem Stück des eigenen Ichs geworden war, mochte es nun ein Haus sein oder eine Frau oder eine ganze Stadt.

Betrayed and deceived. Deceived and defrauded. But at once I shrug my shoulders: that's right! Lower and lower. Deeper and deeper into it. Now there's no holding back!

And when I have finished crying, the sun is still outside my window, the cool fragrant curtains sway in the gentle breeze. Life is still here, young and smiling. You can begin again at any time, it only depends on you.

Who is to emerge from the flood if we go under in it?