Quotes About Resilience

I'm going to call you Motherwort," I whispered, petting the baby fur as she scarfed down the food. "Wort for short, because motherwort is so good at healing girls, and this one right here"—I jabbed my thumb at myself—"has had a day.

Girls who land broken are easy prey.

Sephie finding three boys picking on me on the playground and pushing them down, fierce as an Amazon.

bind in spite of secrets and

we all just do the best we can. And that's enough.

Better to feel the pain now, my dad had told me that day I'd fallen off my bike, than suffer the infection later.

He was changed, burned, branded, destroyed and rebuilt. And he loved it.

Someone who has come through heartache and maintains wit and charm is far more interesting than someone who has been kept on a pedestal all her life.

I have two options in this world. I can allow what is happening around me to control me, to break me, to destroy me and make me a twisted, angry shell of a person, as it has done to so many others. Or I can rise above it. There is ugliness around me, but there is beauty, too. I will find whatever I seek.

How do you do it?" I asked her. "How do you keep getting up every day and fighting when winning seems impossible?" She thought about it, and then she said, "Men sometimes say to me: You might win the battle, Gurley, but you'll never win the war. But no one wins the war, Ryan. Not really. I mean, we're all going to die, right? "But to win a battle now and then? What more could you want?

And Pasquale forced himself to look away from her then. It was like prying a magnet off steel, but he did it: he turned forward in the boat, closed his eyes, still seeing her standing there in his memory. He shook with the strain of not looking back until they rounded the breakwater into the open sea and Pasquale exhaled, his head falling to his chest. You are a strange young man, Tomasso the Communist said.

And I wonder if we don't live like water seeking a level a low bed until one day we just go dry. I wonder if a creek ever realizes it has made its own grave.

cruelty and hope should never be served together.

God, this life is a cold, brittle thing. And yet it's all there is.

Starbucks is, unsurprisingly, the only thing open in this storm, commerce's cockroach

Years passed and I found myself still a husk, still in that moment, still in the day my war ended, the day I realized, as all survivors must, that being alive isn't the same thing as living.

the world is built to eat you alive, but before you go down the gullet, the bastards can't stop you from looking around.

life was a glorious catastrophe.

Spokane is old, and it is beautiful like old things are, lit from within by nostalgia and hard times.

But when the procreation board said she couldn't have a kid? I guess it was too much for her.

Guterak looked over. "Hey, you got your hair cut." "Yeah." Remy put the cap back on. "What made you do that?" "I shot myself in the head last night." "Well." Paul drove quietly for a moment, staring straight ahead. "It looks good.

I realized, as all survivors must, that being alive isn't the same thing as living.

Is there a greater gift you can give to your children and your children's children than to grow up to be happier, more secure and resilient adults? We don't think so.

What if we told you that free play teaches children to be less anxious. It teaches them resilience. And resilience has been proven to be one of the biggest factors in predicting success as an adult! The ability to "bounce back", to regulate emotions and cope with stress are key factors in a healthy, functioning adult.