Quotes About Resilience

Be still sad heart and cease repining; Behind the clouds the sun is shining, Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life a little rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.

For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining, is to let it rain.

Some sorrows are but footprints in the snow, which the genial sun effaces, or, if it does not wholly efface, changes into dimples.

In this world, a man must be either anvil or hammer.

Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.

In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!

Each new epoch in life seems an encounter. There is a tussle and a cloud of dust, and we come out of it triumphant or crest-fallen, according as we have borne ourselves.

O holy Night! from these I learn to bear What man has borne before! Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, And they complain no more.

FRONDOSO: Pero decidme, mi amor, ¿quién mató al comendador? LAURENCIA: Fuenteovejunica, mi bien. FRONDOSO: ¿Quién le mató? LAURENCIA: Dasme espanto. Pues, Fuenteovejuna fue. FRONDOSO: Y yo, ¿con qué te maté? LAURENCIA: ¿Con qué? Con quererte tanto.

Las penas anticipadas dicen que matan dos veces.

I don't regret what I've been through. I've had ups and downs, super highs and some really low lows. I've been so blessed that I could never say, "I wish this didn't happen." It's part of who I am.

When I was in my 20s I wasn't sure of myself. Now I can really stretch. I don't have to stay in the box. At this point I can say to myself, So what if I fall, so what? I'm going to get back up.

I always knew I wanted to be a performer, and my mother started taking me to dance classes when I was five. My mother is a teacher, my father works at an insurance company. When I said I wanted to be a performer, people went, "Yeah, right." You don't do that where I come from.

Enclose your heart in times of need with the steel of your determination and your strength. In doing this, all things will be bearable.

I pray. I go to mass. I even remember to respect my elders and help little old ladies across the street. What the hell did I do to deserve this?

A girl can stand just so much virtue.

Belle turned around. She looked down at her hands, hardened with work. They might have been city hands once, but they weren't anymore, and they never would be again, no matter how much cream she slathered on them. She'd made a place for herself.

Death, vicious death, Leave a green branch for love.

If you get to it, And you cannot do it, There you jolly-well are, Aren't you?

They grieved for those who perished with the cutter, and also for the biscuit casks and butter.

I will keep no further journal of that same hesternal torch?light ; and, to prevent me from returning, like a dog, to the vomit of memory, I tear out the remaining leaves of this volume...

That which would not yield, nor could forget, Which, when it least appear'd to melt, Intensely thought, intensely felt: The deepest ice which ever froze Can only o'er the surface close; The living stream lies quick below, And flows--and cannot cease to flow.

But I have lived, and have not lived in vain: My mind may lose its force, my blood its fire, And my frame perish even in conquering pain, But there is that within me that shall tire Torture and Time, and breathe when I expire.

A wavering spirit may be easier wreck'd, Because 't is frailer, doubtless, than a stanch one; But when the latter works its own undoing, Its inner crash is like an earthquake's ruin.