Quotes About Resilience

The only way to build hope is through the Earth.

Simplicity and nonviolence are the basis of an economy of wellbeing, and such an economy must be localised.

Well, I'm stubborn and wrong, but at least I know it.

I might never be cold again.

But one of the things I learned is that when you fight for something you believe in and you tell the truth and you do your best, you can always hold your head up high and no one can take that away from you.

No matter what trials or tribulations we go through in life, just go on and praise God anyhow.

And I'm asking, what are you going to do about it? Are you going to fall apart or be the woman God created you to be?

Sometimes bad things happen to God's people, but even

Trish refused to give up, refused to stop believing that God could change their circumstances.

Don't let the Enemy win. You have to fight

to get everything back that the devil took from you.

Sometimes our greatest tragedies become the greatest gifts we can give back to the world.

and give all my problems to my Lord and Savior. He has always come through for me. I suggest you give it a try.

Theater and poetry were what helped people stay alive and want to go on living.

Success is the sweetest revenge.

The power of sadness has always amazed me.

Claudine tells me there was fluid around Bolombe's heart. That the stress of his capture was too much. I always thought hearts were broken, but apparently they drown.

Ideals do exist, the rest is just temporary interruption.

Your heart is the beacon, your heart is the storm. Dare to embrace it; you'll never be torn.

Poets can't worry about popularity since loving life and humanity involves saying what some people don't want to hear.

Only one group of people kept their humanity in the camps, the believers, whether Orthodox or sectarians.

Well, I've been here since thirty-eight. I was at Elgen first. I did thirty childbirths there; before Elgen I hadn't done any. Then came the war. My husband died in Kiev. So did my two children. Boys. A bomb. More people have died around me than in any battle in war. They died when there was no war, before there was a war. All the same. Grief is like happiness: it comes in all forms.

It was difficult for me to write, and not just because my hands were rough and my fingers so permanently bent around the handle of a pick and axe that unbending them was unbelievably difficult. I managed to wrap a thick rag around pen and pencil to give them the thickness of a pick or shovel handle.

Cel ce seam?n? trec pluguri negre aproape de inim? cel ce seam?n? ?tie c? niciodat? nu voi mai sem?na în aceea?i oglind? atom cu atom arunc?-n brazd? mizeria de a tr?i acum îmi ajunge indiferen?a pentru a fi fericit îmi ajunge blînde?ea pentru a umili tirania înc?p??înatul timp de a fi fix în alte chipuri