Quotes About Resilience

A neutral and affectless silence. The sort of all-defensive game Schtitt used to have me play: the best defense: let everything bounce off you; do nothing. I'd tell you all you want and more, if the sounds I made could be what you hear.

Be a Student of the Game. Like most clichés of sport, this is profound. You can be shaped, or you can be broken. There is not much in between. Try to learn. Be coachable. Try to learn from everybody, especially those who fail. This is hard.

What is unfair can be a stern but invaluable teacher.

You can be shaped, or you can be broken.

But facing a dragon does not mean swaggering up to it unarmed and insulting its mom.

Here is how to take nonnarcotic muscle relaxants for the back spasms that come from thousands of serves to no one. Here is how to weep in bed trying to remember when your torn blue ankle didn't hurt every minute. This is the whirlpool, a friend.

Ya eran una desgracia las pequeñas cucarachas marrones de Boston y Nueva Orleans, pero al menos uno podía entrar a su casa y, al encender la luz, huían despavoridas. Estas cucarachas de cloacas del sudoeste, cuando enciendes las luces, te miran de abajo arriba como diciendo: ¿Tienes algún problema?

It you are immune to boredom, there is literally nothing you cannot accomplish.

Agassi, who is 25 (and of whom you have heard and then some), is kind of Michael Joyce's hero. Just last week, at the Legg Mason Tennis Classic in Washington D.C., in wet-mitten heat that had players vomiting on-court and defaulting all over the place, Agassi beat Joyce in the third round of the main draw, 6

A volte ho l'impressione che se davvero ho un talento non è di natura letteraria. Il mio è piuttosto un talento per la pura e semplice sopravvivenza. Sono sopravvissuto a tre matrimoni naufragati, alla perdita dei figli, alla guerra, alla tubercolosi, al marxismo, all'alcolismo, alla nevrosi e ad anni di scrittura da freelance. Sono troppo cocciuto e miserabile perché mi si possa far fuori, mi sa». - W.L.Gresham

Let the man who has to make his fortune in life remember this maxim. Attacking is his only secret. Dare, and the world always yields: or, if it beat you sometimes, dare again, and it will succumb.

Follow your honest convictions, and stay strong.

To endure is greater than to dare; to tire out hostile fortune; to be daunted my no difficulty; to keep heart when all have lost it; to go through intrigue spotless; to forgo even ambition when the end is gained - who can say this is not greatness?

Count on, rest not, for hope is dead.

For hope is dead, for hope is dead.

B UT, knowing now that they would have her speak, She threw her wet hair backward from her brow

Be careful in the world of men, Diana. They do not deserve you. -Queen Hippolyta (Wonder Woman)

Los negros han sido el principal instrumento, carne de flecha en las batallas, suelo para caminar sobre las ciénagas, paño del sudor y punta de lanza de las expediciones más riesgosas, alimentos de tigres y caimanes en las exploraciones a lo desconocido

I have always been a Laugher, disturbing people who are not laughers, upsetting whole audiences at theatres... I laugh, that's all. I love to laugh. Laugher to me is being alive. I have had rotten times, and I have laughed through them. Even in the midst of the very worst times I have laughed.

But try to remember that a good man can never die. You will see your brother many times again-in the streets, at home, in all the places of the town. The person of a man may go, but the best part of him stays. It stays forever.

Remember that in the midst of that which is most tragic there is always the comic and in the midst that which is most evil there is always much good.

Lidi jsou t?žký. Lidi jsou lidi. Lidi jsou zábava, hra, fantazie, kouzla a ?árymáry. Lidi miluju. Bláznivé lidi, krásné lidi, zklamané lidi, nemocné lidi, zlomené lidi, zni?ené lidi. Takové lidi miluju.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more. Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into hey nonny, nonny. Sing no more ditties, sing no more Of dumps so dull and heavy. The fraud of men was ever so Since summer first was leafy. Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into hey, nonny, nonny.

Love is not love which alters it when alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove: O no! It is an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken; it is the star to every wandering bark whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out, even to the edge of doom.