Quotes About Resilience

Look for another bed if yours is occupied. I don't want the miserable little bit of your life. You're just not enough for me, my boy. First, you have to live. Kick ass, and let yourself be ass-kicked. One day, when you're totally drunk, up to the top, when you're paralyzed, struggling to move and lying in the mud, then we can talk again. But for now, get real, ok? And now your clear the premises, my darling boy. Your little handful of life is not fucking enough. Keep it. I don't want it.

Ich möchte Leuchtturm sein in Nacht und Wind – für Dorsch und Stint, für jedes Boot – und ich bin doch selbst ein Schiff in Not!

Schrei nicht los, wenn du eine halbe Stunde im Nebel stehst, nachts,einsam. Du triffst immer wieder auf die andern. Komm, Junge, werd nicht müde! Hör nicht hin auf die sentimentale Klimperei des süßen Xylophonspielers, hör nicht hin.

Knurrewahn hatte viel durchgemacht; aber er war nicht weise geworden.

A deranged person is supposed to have the strength of ten men. I have the strength of one small boy... with polio.

I can't fight. I was once run over by a car with a flat tire, being pushed by two guys.

The heart is a very, very resilient little muscle. It really is.

It's very hard to keep your spirits up. You've got to keep selling yourself a bill of goods, and some people are better at lying to themselves than others. If you face reality too much, it kills you.... you've got to find an answer to the question: Why go on?

Raised by two mothers...wow, most of us barely survive one

Whosoever shall not fall by the sword or by famine, shall fall by pestilence so why bother shaving?

Los personajes femeninos de Lovborg: una evaluación DORF: Oh, Netta. ¡Todo está perdido! ¡Perdido! NETTA: Para un hombre pusilánime, tal vez, pero no para un hombre que tenga...valor.

I must say, it amazed me how many in my profession caved in like dominoes.

El hombre inconsistente ¿Quién sabe? ¿Vivirá todavía a finales de de la semana que viene? Bueno, si vive, allí estaré, y si no. ¿Qué más da? Resulta cruel dicho así, pero ¿no es cruel también la vida?

After I'm dead, I suspect very little will get on my nerves, even that annoying noise the neighbors make with their leaf blower.

Why suffer the slings and arrows when I can just wet my nose, insert it into the light socket, and never have to deal with anxiety, heartache, or my mother's boiled chicken ever again?

Life has got a habit of not standing hitched. You got to ride it like you find it. You got to change with it. If a day goes by that don't change some of your old notions for new ones, that is just about like trying to milk a dead cow.

Even amidst fierce flames the golden lotus can be planted - Sylvia Plath's epitaph (from Wu Cheng'en's novel Journey to the West aka. Monkey, translated by Arthur Waley)

Why did you go towards the monster when he wanted to eat you up instead of running away? Now he's swallowed you. Today you're still a monk, but tomorrow you'll be a turd.

When anything happens to you that seems unfortunate, even if it is hurtful or takes something precious from you, see it as a beneficial occurrence.

Endurance is a state that is not worn down by anything. To achieve the goal of endurance so that your relationships will survive through the difficulties, failures, successes, and changes that all relationships encounter as part of the human condition, it is necessary to fix your mind on the goal of endurance.

Una no aprende a ser puta en los bares, ni en las fiestas, ni en la calle. La putería se aprende en soledad.

La adversidad es una carambola imposible. Una chuza robada por el diablo. Un triste logaritmo inoperante. Pienso que la conozco, y ella a mí, pero seguro estoy exagerando. Dudo que sea digno de que La Adversidad me vea de frente y pronuncie mi nombre.

Tiene la paciencia de un escusado: ni habla, ni se mueve, ni reclama. Entiende que más tarde o más temprano le va a caer su mojón.

battles are decided more by the morale of the troops than by their bodily strength." Syazarees