Quotes About Resilience

I say, because if she doesn't want to talk about that part, she doesn't have to.

I don't mind being one-handed,but if you're going to restrain both of my hands , then you'll have to pour wine directly into my mouth

When I was a kid and brought friends over , I was defiantly proud of the chaos. I liked that I knew how to jump over the piles and the shattered glass while they stumbled. Now it just seems like an ocean of crazy that I have no way to explain.

And to coddle your ego, I have made myself less. I have made myself small, I have kept my head down. But it wasn't enough to make you leave Taryn and me alone, so I'm not going to do that anymore. "I am going to keep on defying you. I am going to shame you with my defiance.

It turned our that no matter how far you fall, there's always a lower place.

Dolerá. El dolor te hace fuerte.

We slept on mattresses stuffed with the soft seed-heads of dandelions.

How do people like us take off our armor? One piece at a time.

You will not always be so small or so frightened,' she told me. 'You are a queen.

if I couldn't be better than my enemies, then I would become worse. Much, much worse.

The problem with coming through something terrible and big is that afterward, you're left feeling all the feelings that you shoved down and pushed away. For many long days, I have been terrified, and now, when I ought to be feeling great, what i want to do is hide under a table in the brugh with Cardan until i can finally convince myself he's all right.

Eu não quero ser um monstro, mas talvez seja tarde demais para ser outra coisa.

In the darkness, everything is different. The air feels thick. My skin itches. I close my eyes, but that just plunges me deeper into nothingness. It's like being out in space, drifting, without even the comfort of stars. It's like being buried in the earth, buried in my past, buried and trying to dig my way out.

An unhappy childhood is supposed to make you grow up fast, but I still feel like a kid a lot of the time.

Tana started to shake like the trees, her limbs trembling, and was overcome by such a wave of nausea that she was barely able to twist onto her knees before she was sick in the grass. You said that you were allowed to lose it, some part of her reminded herself. Not yet, not yet, she told herself, although the very fact that she was renegotiating bargains with her own brain suggested things had already gotten pretty bad.

If someone were hitting Aaron over the head, he would thank them for stopping.

Call's stomach felt as if it wanted to curl up inside him like a kicked puppy.

she could be more humiliated, it turned out that no matter how far you fall, there's always a lower place.

The more exhausted I let myself get, the more I'll slip up. Human bodies betray us. They get starved and sick and run-down. I know it, and yet, there is always so much more to do.

The problem with coming through something terrible and big is that afterward, you're left feeling all the feelings that you shoved down and pushed away. For many long days, I have been terrified, and now, when I ought to be feeling great, what I want to do is hide under a table in the brugh with Cardan until I can finally convince myself he's all right. And maybe make out with his face, if he's feeling up to that.

After all, when you were already in a slippery place, reality-wise, you couldn't afford to assume that things would be straightforward from here on in.

We show her that I am no feckless High King." "And how do we do that?" I ask. "With great difficulty," he says. "Since I fear she is right.

Maybe my messed-up life has turned me into someone capable of doing messed-up things.

We have lived in our armour for so long, you and I. And now I am not sure if either of us knows how to remove it.