Quotes About Resilience

Death never takes the wise man by surprise; He is always ready to go.

War and death can silence the strongest of men.

And they lived happily (aside from a few normal disagreements, misunderstandings, pouts, silent treatments, and unexpected calamities) ever after.

It probably wouldn't last. It never does. But it would come back around again. That's how life works. And that's why it's important to treasure the peaceful times-so you can persevere through the other kind.

You should work extra hard to be your best selves. True evil has a hard time operating in the face of strenuous manifestations of good. Especially if you act right away. The longer you let evil hang around and get a grip on you, the harder it is to get rid of it.

This is some kind of life, isn't it? Something good happening inside something bad.

After the accident he lacked a sense of fully inhabiting his own life, as if he were still, somehow, tumbling through that tumbling air…He wasn't in despair, he was just tumbling, perpetually tumbling, relentlessly tumbling at the mercy of that terrible weightlessness and the betrayal of gravity…He was there, but he was always in that other place, the tumbling place, the place he was used to now.

Liberty is like rich food and strong wine: the strong natures accustomed to them thrive and grow even stronger on them; but they deplete, inebriate and destroy the weak.

My heart has been purified in the crucible of adversity.

A strong man sails by ash breeze!

Mother did not answer. She was still gazing up at the sky. After a while she said, I made up a sort of saying for myself, Nat. I will lift up my eyes unto the stars. Sometimes, if you look at the stars long enough, it helps. It shrinks your day-by-day troubles down to size. She smiled. 'We'd better go back. Granny and Father will be wondering where we are.

Oh, you!Don't pay any attention to him, Mr. Bowditch! His nose is out

On Central Park West, a woman searching for just the right superlative for the man who is guiding New York through the greatest disaster ever to hit an American city finally said, "He's not like a god; he is God." . . . He has achieved what political observers would have told you two weeks ago is impossible. He is not only respected, but revered. And not only revered

When such single minded strength of will and purpose is directed to reach its goal, no boundary can resist.

The test is not just something hard to do, the test is knowing you can do it.

He didn't know he had only the shell of the woman he loved. It didn't matter. The shell was enough.

On peut toujours faire quelque chose de ce que l'on a fait de nous. »

I have been too unhappy, I thought, it cannot last, being so unhappy, it would kill you

Some must cry so that others may be able to laugh the more heartily. Sacrifices are necessary...

Every word I say has chains round its ankles; every thought I think is weighted with heavy weights. Since I was born, hasn't every word I've said, every thought I've thought, everything I've done, been tied up, weighted, chained? And mind you, I know that with all this I don't succeed. Or I succeed in flashes only too damned well. ...But think how hard I try and how seldom I dare. Think - and have a bit of pity. That is, if you ever think, you apes, which I doubt.

A room? A nice room? A beautiful room? A beautiful room with bath? Swing high, swing low, swing to and fro...This happened and that happened... And then the days came and I was alone.

The house was burning, the yellow-red sky was like the sunset...Nothing would be left, the golden ferns and the silver ferns, the orchids, the ginger lilies and the roses...When they had finished, there would be nothing left but blackened walls and the mounting stone. That was always left. That could not be stolen or burned.

After all this, what happened? What happened was that, as soon as I had the slightest chance of a place to hide in, I crept into it and hid. Well, sometimes it's a fine day isn't it? Sometimes the skies are blue. Sometimes the air is light, easy to breathe. And there is always tomorrow...

Saved, rescued, but not quite so good as new...