Quotes About Resilience

I find my greatest strengths in wanting ti be strong. I find my greatest bravery in deciding to be brave.

In the darkest part of our hearts, we used to think that maybe they were right. We don't think that anymore.

Forget about the ones who set you up to see you fall.

I think that if you were somehow able to measure the weight of human kindness, it would have weighed more on 9/11 than it ever had. On 9/11, all the hatred and murder could not compare with the weight of love, of bravery, of caring. I have to believe that.

We know what it's like to need to hold on. We hold on to you. Which is to say, we hold on to life.

This, I think, is how people survive: Even when horrible things have been done to us, we can still find gratitude in one another.

Once the storm comes out, the landscape changes. What you had before is altered in some way. And you have a choice: build something new and better from what is left or abandon it.

As that famous homosexual Winston Churchill once said, if you find yourself heartbroken, keep walking.

We all want everything to be okay. We don't even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.

When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath.

We saw our friends die. But we also see our friends live. So many of them live, and we often toast their long and full lives. They carry us on.

The key is to never recognize these imbalances. To not let the dauntingness daunt us.

Well, I agree that 'trial and error' is a pretty pessimistic name for it. And maybe that's what it is most of the time. But I think the point is that it's not just try-error. Most of the time, it's try-error-try.

That lasting things do, in fact, last.

We found out a long time ago that we weren't meant to fall in love with each other. But a part of me still fell in hope with him

She has been left to her own devices, and those are broken.

She is so lost in her sadness that she has no idea how visible it is. I think I understand her—for a moment, I presume to understand her—but then, from within this sadness, she surprises me with a brief flash of determination. Bravery, even.

Oh, honey, she says when I'm done with my wallowing, it's like my grandma used to say: Just when you think life's got you in a gutter, a tornado will come along and destroy your house. And then you rebuild? I ask. Well, she never mentioned that part, but I suppose it could happen. I am not cheered up.

The only way to survive is to let some of them go.

Easy things are worthless, Laurie says. and I realzie he's talking to both Sean and me. It's the hard things that matter. Those are the things worth leaping for.

i want him to give up, no. no, i don't.

So we must buck up, put on a kind face, and get on with it.

Every fight for survival is really a fight to return to the inconsequential concerns of the mundane.

Some of our parents were always on our side. Some of our parents chose to banish us rather than see us for who we were. And some of our parents, when they found out we were sick, stopped being dragons and became dragonslayers instead. Sometimes that's what it takes—the final battle. But it should take much, much less than that.