Quotes About Resilience

If you're finding life to be the one thing that's trying to kill you, I want you to stay alive to rise with the sun and fight back.

It hurt to pull out the slivers but I knew that I couldn't bleed anymore, I had lost too much blood already. Now I remain, scarred and regaining strength.

They left you like you knew they would. They went away and you fell like a stone. All the way to the bottom of your room. I see you, yes I see you. Sitting in your chair, hating every minute of it. Falling like a stone without even moving. It hurt you to know that you were right about all the shit you wanted to be wrong about. They always leave you. You put yourself in the right place to get left.

Life has no instruction manual. Parts and labor can be impossible to find. Many go down the road with parts that are in great need of service. A breakdown is eventual.

Being non-reliant on people for contentment is a strength. Even when I feel like I want to be around people, I starve it out and make it die. I think it's the right thing to do.

My records are good friends. They're an army. Standing straight, in rows, ready to go. Prepared to neutralize sadness and the sometimes crushing pointlessness of almost every pursuit. My heart will not break because my records have built a wall around it.

I have come to the idea of rising below and letting the circle run its course. I will no longer fight the wheel inside me. Now I understand the strength of succumbing to the storm, joining the maelstrom, finding power in its turmoil.

I'm not going to bother with you anymore I don't need all the extra thought I got enough right now as it is Not going to wait for your phone calls Not going to think about you And what it would be like it were different It's not different It's like this

Don't touch me I'll feel too good I'll fall apart The only thing holding me together is my pain

My mind and I had a meeting, and we came to the conclusion that you're going to let us down. We are here every minute of the day getting ready for the let down. So when you push me away, I'll just say ok, because we came to that conclusion a while ago. Like I said, we were ready for the let down.

Open your eyes. Your tears cut a trail. Your scars build a ladder that takes you to a place that you could not have gotten to any other way. Take a look around, remember every second, every breath, every choked scream. Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength. Move on.

Yesterday wants to pull me in, pull me down and starve me.

For me, many albums are much more than a collection of songs. They're testaments to the courage to live above the minimum requirements of merely getting by.

The Iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and listen to all kinds of talk, get told that you?re a god or a total bastard. The Iron will always kick you the real deal. The Iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver. Always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found the Iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.

The iron is the best antidepressant I have every found. There is no better way to fight weakness than with strength. Once the body and the mind have been awakened to their true potential, it's impossible to turn back.

Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

Half of life is fucking up, the other half is dealing with it.

I definitely learned a lesson this time. I know that I can be broken. I am not as tough as I thought. I see it now. At this point, it's the only thing good that came out of all of this. I know myself better now and know what I have to do.

I am ready for whatever's coming. I expect nothing but to be let down or turned away. I am alone. Goddamn. The shit hurts sometimes, but I realize what I am, what I have become.

My optimism wears heavy boots and is loud.

If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you

Love heals scars love left

No one has yet computed how many imaginary triumphs are silently celebrated by people each year to keep up their courage.