Quotes About Resilience

SonOfABumblebee

The easy road is always under construction, so have an alternate route planned.

it's the mark of a man how he handles hardship, not what he does for a living.

If you have a why to live for… you can tolerate any how.

For example, you may not think that acting irrationally would age you faster—but it could. Many studies have shown that the higher your emotional intelligence—your ability to recognize and understand emotions in yourself (and others) and to use this awareness to manage your behavior and relationships—the more likely you are to make better decisions, manage anxiety,1 and be more resilient to stress,2 all of which can help you age well.

Remember, you can't change what has happened to you in the past, but you can take steps to ensure a better tomorrow.

Nothing changes until the pain of remaining the same is greater than the pain of changing.

There are bad things in the world. There's no getting away from that. But that doesn't mean nothing can be done about them. You can't abandon life just because it's scary, and just because sometimes you get hurt.

It's all right to be afraid. You just don't let it stop you from doing your job.

Hope is a force of nature. Don't let anyone tell you different.

It isn't good to hold on too hard to the past. You can't spend your whole life looking back. Not even when you can't see what lies ahead. All you can do is keep on keeping on, and try to believe that tomorrow will be what it should be—even if it isn't what you expected.

If you can't stop the bad thoughts from coming to visit, at least you can make fun of them while they're hanging around.

Even in winter, the cold isn't always bitter, and not every day is cruel.

Pain is a byproduct of life. That's the truth. Life sometimes sucks. That's true for everyone. But if you don't face the pain and the suck, you don't ever get the other things either. Laughter. Joy. Love. Pain passes, but those things are worth fighting for. Worth dying for.

If your opponent has you by fifty pounds, winning a fight against him is a dubious proposition, at best. If your opponent has you by eight thousand and fifty pounds, you've left the realm of combat and enrolled yourself in Road-kill 101. Or possibly in a Tom and Jerry cartoon.

If I was on the road to Hell, at least I was going in style.

And thrice do I say to thee...bite me.

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but Chinese throwing stars get you a dozen stitches.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

I'd been in hairier situations than this one. Actually, it's sort of depressing, thinking how many times I'd been in them. But if experience had taught me anything, it was this: No matter how screwed up things are, they can get a whole lot worse.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.

Murphy watched me thoughtfully for several empty seconds. Then she said, very gently, You're a good man, Harry. I swallowed and bowed my head, made humble by the tone of her voice and the expression on her face, more than the words themselves. Not always rational, she said, smiling. But you're the best kind of crazy.

Sometimes it isn't easy to be sane, smart, and responsible. Sometimes it sucks. Sucks wang. Camel wang. But that doesn't turn wrong into right or stupid into smart.

Screw up my life? He stared at me for a second and then said, deadpan, I'm a five-foot-three, thirty-seven-year-old, single, Jewish medical examiner who needs to pick up his lederhosen from the dry cleaners so that he can play in a one-man polka band at Oktoberfest tomorrow. He pushed up his glasses with his forefinger, folded his arms, and said, Do your worst.