Quotes About Resilience

Intelligence forbids tears.

Mostly getting old is boring. I hate the stiffness in the bones. I was physically arrogant for years. I don't like it now that I have difficulty getting around. But a certain equanimity sets in, a certain detachment. Things seem less desperately important than they once did, and that's a pleasure.

I woke up one morning, and I couldn't move my arm. It was the oddest thing, the paralysis. I called up a friend and said, "I think I've had a stroke," and, in fact, that's what my doctor told me. It wasn't terrible, but it was enough to scare me. Now I think about death all the time. I have my death arm, my right arm.

As a soldier, I survived World War I when most of my comrades did not.

Eu sei o que é amor, Joaquim. Eu sei aqui no meu peito, como um punhal. Um punhal cravado para sempre. Ele sorriu, um riso triste. — Amor não é ferida, Manuela. Não precisa ser...

How disappointment tracks the steps of hope.

There are no weaknesses which we so thoroughly despise as those to which ourselves have yielded.

Pandemics tell a lot about your happiness. The question is that if pandemic was to hit us again, where would you like to be? The rest is easy, you just start walking. Otherwise you are happy

Do you remember when you found out there was no Santa Claus? I was so upset I didn't think I'd be able to do the show.

The hour is desperately dark; your flame is needed.

When crew and captain understand each other to the core, It takes a gale and more than a gale to put their ship ashore; For the one will do what the other commands, although they are chilled to the bone; And both together can live through weather that neither could face alone. KIPLING

It is said that springs of sweet, fresh water pool up amid the saltiness of the oceans, that the fairest Alpine flowers bloom in the wildest and most rugged mountain passes, and that the most magnificent psalms arose from the most profound agonies of the soul.

A hero is not fed on sweets, Daily his own heart he eats; Chambers of the great are jails, And head winds right for royal sails. Ralph Waldo Emerson

No one wins the greatest victory until he has walked the winepress of woe.

He placed me in a little cage, Away from gardens fair; But I must sing the sweetest songs Because He placed me there. Not beat my wings against the cage If it's my Maker's will, But raise my voice to heaven's gate And sing the louder still!

Keep still! When trouble is brewing, keep still! When slander is getting on its legs, keep still! When your feelings are hurt, keep still till you recover from your excitement at any rate! Things look different through an unagitated eye.

To be as immovable as a pillar in the house of our God, is an end for which one would gladly endure all the shakings that may be necessary to bring us there! HANNAH WHITALL SMITH

But let us never forget that the source of helping other people must be victorious suffering.

whatever stream their weeping willow is planted beside. Samuel Dickey Gordon When from my life the old-time joys have vanished,

The flash that struck your tree—no more To shelter thee—lets heaven's blue floor Shine where it never shone before. The cry wrung from your spirit's pain May echo on some far-off plain, And guide a wanderer home again. The blue sky of heaven is much larger than the dark clouds.

So suffering is rough and hard to bear; but it hides beneath it discipline, education, possibilities, which not only leave us nobler, but perfect us to help others.

When He is in the midst of a soul, though calamities throng about it on all hands, and roar like the billows of the sea, yet there is a constant calm within, such a peace as the world can neither give nor take away.

Poverty, hardship and misfortune have pressed many a life to moral heroism and spiritual greatness. Difficulty challenges energy and perseverance. It calls into activity the strongest qualities of the soul.

If there's a single lesson that life teaches us, it's that wishing doesn't make it so.