Quotes About Resilience

Creativity is on the side of health - it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.

I realised something important: whatever is on the outside can be taken away at any time. Only what is inside you is safe.

The journey is not linear, it is always back and forth, denying the calendar, the wrinkles and lines of the body.

If the sun is shining, stand in it- yes, yes, yes. Happy times are great, but happy times pass- they have to- because time passes. The pursuit of happiness is more elusive; it is life-long, and it is not goal-centred. What you are pursuing is meaning- a meaningful life... There are times when it will go so wrong that you will be barely alive, and times when you realise that being barely alive, on your own terms, is better than living a bloated half-life on someone else's terms.

Her suffering was her armour. Gradually it became her skin. Then she could not take it off.

Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. What then kills love? Only this: Neglect.

The world is surely wide enough to walk without fear.

In this life, you have to be your own hero.

I knew clearly that I could not rebuild my life or put it back together in any way. I had no idea what might lie on the other side of this place. I only knew that the before-world was gone forever.

It is better to know it. Better to know who you are, and what lies in you, what you could do, might do, under extreme provocation.

How is it that one day life is orderly and you are content, a little cynical perhaps but on the whole just so, and them without warning you find the solid floor is a trapdoor and you are now in another place whose geography is uncertain and whose customs are strange?

Passion out of passion's obstacles.

The past is a grenade that explodes when thrown.

The physical memory blunders through the doors the mind has tried to seal. ... Wisdom says forget, the body howls.

We were to be the lightest of things, he and I, lifting each other up above the heaviness of life. If was because we knew that gravity is always part of the equation that we tried to defeat it.

My dear, you are in danger of being burned by your own flame.

I have had a lot to put up with, she said, looking meaningfully at me. I know the Bible tells us to turn the other cheek but there are only so many cheeks in a day.

We are lucky, even the worst of us, because daylight comes.

The hard-bound space hides the vulnerable self.

I walk the line that continually threatens to lose its tautness under me, dropping me into the dark pit where there is no meaning.

Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it."' That's from the Song of Solomon. We sing what we know.

Yes. Just pass me my leg will you? It's on top of the wardrobe where he threw it, and I think my right arm is leaning over by the wall. My head is in the gas oven but it will probably be all right, I'm told that green colour wears off. Unfortunately I threw my heart to the dogs. Never mind. No one will notice how much is missing from the inside, will they?

Round and round he walked, and so learned a very valuable thing: that no emotion is the final one.

In the antiseptic world we try to purge ourselves of difficult things. Don't dwell on it, switch off the light and go home. But this is home. I have to be a home to myself. I am the place I come back to and I can't keep hiding difficult things in trunks. Soon the house will be full of trunks and I perched on top with the phone saying 'Yes, I'm fine, of course, I'm fine, everything's fine.' The trunks shudder