Quotes About Resilience

It is hard for one man to beat an army," Danil said. "But not impossible," Baradar answered.

If you carry the weather with you, then character is determined by the prevailing wind

So ardent did he sing, each note might carry a breath of his life. People passing stopped to hear. And seeing them gathered, he stumbled among them with his hat held out. It was easy to credit the truth of his song, that his dim old eyes, they once had shone, that his heart, once cheerful, had been bro-o-ken. Two coins chinkled in his hat. And so it was when nights were still and sleep had yet to bind him, round him shone that other light, fondly to remind him.

Today was going to get a whole lot worse before it got better.

It was not necessary to leave to learn that. But there were other reasons to go. If a person had a child but no husband, a room but no house, a place but no home, a will but no way, and if a person was losing her son and herself, little by little, day by day, because she knew what she knew in her skin and bones but not what her sister-in-law knew in her books and pamphlets, then yes, it was necessary.

We stop when we reach the top, climb out, shivering in the cold and ghostly mist under wind-blasted trees, to read the sign erected by the Public Works Department: "You have reached Trumseng La, Bhutan's highest road pass. Check Your Brakes. Bash On Regardless. Thank you."

With all the other educational crises plaguing American schools these days, why, people ask, should we focus on children who seem better able than other students to fend for themselves? People believe these children have it easy.

Our Heart is Related with the Nature, Our Thoughts for Surviving

she realized this was the first positive goal she'd had since before Jeremy had died. A goal that meant expansion in her life, not forced contraction.

May you be fearless in exploring uncharted waters. Here's to sailing through life with a smile on your face and joy in your heart—even when the seas are rough. Remember, there are always blue skies ahead.

Sometimes, when your world blows up, you discover sparkly bits among the debris.

Change wasn't easy, even when life forced change upon you.

We shall never surrender," Churchill had said.

I grow weary of barely surviving," Ivy said.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she worked alone on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor of every speck of dirt like a woman possessed. Why was I spared? So that I might experience more heartache, even the loss of my son? That if my grief was not enough, more should be added?

Deep within the stench of despair blooms the perfume of hope. —DB

He was not yet old enough to be able to grade his own misfortunes: it is one of the maturer accomplishments.

Prisons are built to break men, and when men are broken society has consummated its revenge

A man lives his life only when he is marching, i thought, when he keeps marching onwards at any price. When he stops marching onwards, he decays. The joy of life is the joy of the experience that comes from feeling one's own strength.

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. . . . It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. William Ernest Henley

Keedwell cites a study of depression in the Netherlands that found that most people coped better with adversity after experiencing depression.

In the unceasing ebb and flow of justice and oppression we must all dig channels as best we may, that at the propitious moment somewhat of the swelling tide may be conducted to the barren places of life.

I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding— certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.

Nothing ever fatigues me, but doing what I do not like.