Quotes About Resilience

We rely upon the poets, the philosophers, and the playwrights to articulate what most of us can only feel, in joy or sorrow. They illuminate the thoughts for which we only grope; they give us the strength and balm we cannot find in ourselves. Whenever I feel my courage wavering, I rush to them. They give me the wisdom of acceptance, the will and resiliance to push on.

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy.

Perhaps effort doesn't matter, it isn't what ensures survival.

The strong don't necessarily survive, but the mean invariably do.

It's so hard to get life right, she thinks, pulling the blanket tight around her shoulders. All the small balances are impossible to strike most of the time. And then there are the larger choices.

It's so hard to get life right, she thinks, pulling the blanket tight around her shoulders. All the small balances are impossible to strike most of the time. And then there are the larger choices. It's hopeless. She might as well be one of those gannets, tossed about by the gusts of wind that drive up from the Atlantic.

I'm not afraid to die. I just don't want to.

We have built our houses between what is fluid and what is fixed.

Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light.

Never bend your head. Always hold it high. Look the world straight in the eye.

All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming.

Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.

Once I knew only darkness and stillness... my life was without past or future... but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the rapture of living.

The world is full of suffering but it is also full of people overcoming it.

We can do anything we want to if we stick to it long enough.

We would never learn to be patient if there were only joy in the world.

When all you can feel are the shadows, turn your face towards the sun.

When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.

One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.

Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it.

Never bend your head. Hold it high. Look the world straight in the eye.

A bend in the road is not the end of the road…Unless you fail to make the turn.

Face your deficiencies and acknowledge them; but do not let them master you. Let them teach you patience, sweetness, insight.

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