Quotes About Resilience

Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day.

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not So long as we can say 'This is the worst.

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? Iago

I am a man more sinned against than sinning

Make death proud to take us.

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

The miserable have no other medicine But only hope: I have hope to live, and am prepared to die.

what cannot be saved when fate takes, patience her injury a mockery makes

Hang there like a fruit, my soul, Till the tree die!

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?

The rain, it raineth every day.

For sorrow ends not, when it seemeth done.

If love be rough with you, be rough with love

Possiamo chiudere con il passato, ma il passato non chiude con noi.

Come, be a man. Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies!

I have almost forgotten the taste of fears: The time has been, my senses would have cool'd to hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir as life were in't: I have supt full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, cannot once start me.

You think I'll weep? No, I'll not weep. Storm and tempest. I have full cause of weeping, but this heart Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws, Or e're I'll weep.—O Fool, I shall go mad.

O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out, / Against the wrackful siege of battering days?

A good leg will fall, a straight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curled pate will grow bald, a fair face will wither, a full eye will wax hollow. But a good heart...is the sun and moon...for it shines bright and never changes, but keeps its course truly.

Pour on, I will endure.

Lay on, McDuff, and be damned he who first cries, 'Hold, enough!

Muster your wits; stand in your own defence...

Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds, that shakes not, though they blow perpetually.