Quotes About Resilience

because it takes an awful lot of character to quit anything when you are losing

I believe that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of [man's] puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.

I could have used the money real well. But it's not like they cost me any-thing except the baking. I can tell him that anybody is likely to make a miscue, but it's not all of them that can get out of it without loss, I can tell him. It's not everybody can eat their mistakes, I can tell him.

The lowly and invincible of the earth—to endure and endure and then endure, tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

O dia corria célere sobre suas cabeças, e as janelas esquálidas brilhavam e escurecia numa retrocessão espectral. Passou um carro, pela pista de areia lá fora, rosnando de esforço, e o som foi morrendo. Dilsey estava empertigada em seu banco, a mão pousada no joelho de Ben. Duas lágrimas desciam-lhe as faces murchas, entrando e saindo dasmil coruscações da imolação e da abnegação do tempo.

Just like folks. Put off as long as she could having to be brave, knowing all the time that sooner or later she would have to be brave once so she could keep on calling herself a dog, and knowing beforehand what was going to happen when she done it.

Well, Kernel, they kilt us but they ain't whupped us yit, air they?

Well, a man cant keep on going ashore anywhere, let alone Europe, all his life without getting ravaged now and then." "Good God," Monckton said. "I should hope not.

ve çoktand?r öÄŸrenmiÅŸ ki insan özgür olamaz ve olsa da buna dayanamaz

Görülüyor ki hiçbir ÅŸey öÄŸrenemiyorlar ac? çekmedikçe, hiçbir ÅŸey hat?rlayam?yorlar kanlar?na kar??m?? olmad?kça.

But it seems hard that a man in his need could be so flouted by a road.

Padre decía que un hombre es la suma de sus desgracias. Un día crees que las desgracias han abandonado la partida, pero entonces el tiempo se convierte en tu mayor desgracia, decía padre.

I said You don't know what worry is. I don't know what it is. I don't know whether I am worrying or not. Whether I can or not. I don't know whether I can cry or not. I don't know whether I have tried to or not. I feel like a wet seed wild in the hot blind earth.

Babam bir insan kendi talihsizliklerinin toplam?d?r derdi. Bir gün gelir talihsizlik de yorulur san?rs?n sen ama zaten senin talihsizliÄŸin zaman?n kendisi olur derdi babam.

I wasn't crying, but I couldn't stop.

Now and then you meet a man that ain't ever been afraid, not even of himself." –William Faulkner

Le diré que todo el mundo puede cometer un error, pero que no todos saben salir de él sin pérdidas; que no todo el mundo puede comerse sus errores: eso es lo que le voy a decir.

Between grief and nothing, I will take grief

She forced herself once more to think of nothing, to keep her consciousness immersed, as a little dog that one keeps under water until he has stopped struggling

Defeats, humiliations- craven avoidance- burn into memory so much more deeply than their opposites.

We will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam.

You were required — this was essential, a matter of survival — to know your limits, both physical and emotional. But how could you know your limits unless you tested them? And if you failed the test? You were also required to stay calm if things went wrong. Panic was the first step, everybody said, to drowning.

The writers I know seem constitutionally unable to allow themselves to be discouraged by failure.

That fever had passed; but for the rest of his life it never left his eyes.