Quotes About Resilience

We're all of us equally naked before the jaws of pain.

MURPHY'S SATURN HAD gotten a little blown up a couple of years back

There are people out there who enjoy hurting and scaring others. They're going to keep doing it until you make them stop.

When I'm in turmoil, when I can't think, when I'm exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks. It's just one of those things I do. I walk and I walk and sooner or later something comes to me, something to make me feel less like jumping off a building.

We just have to have faith. The good Lord wouldn't give us more than we could bear.

Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed.

We didn't charge into the fray so much as aggressively shamble.

What matters is the success or failure of your will. Your will to overcome human weakness. Your will to work. To learn. I will have no shirkers here, boy.

From the pain of our failures we learn to be better, stronger, greater than what we were before.

I'm not saying pain is what defines us as human beings. But it is, in many ways, what unites us.

I'll give the rat his due—he's got balls that drag the ground when he walks.

Ah. Destiny is a . . . stone-cold bitch.

I don't always knock down doors," I said. "Sometimes it's a wall.

We still hadn't learned, though, that growing up is all about getting hurt. And then getting over it. You hurt. You recover. You move on. Odds are pretty good you're just going to get hurt again. But each time, you learn something. Each time, you come out of it a little stronger, and at some point you realize that there are more flavors of pain than coffee.

Now, courage ain't everything. But you build everything else on it." He

I spent my lifetime fighting the darkness without becoming the darkness. Maybe I had faltered at the very end. Maybe I had finally come up against something that made me cross the line-but even then, I hadn't turned into a degenerate freakazoid of the Kemmler variety. One mistake at the end of my life couldn't erase all the times I had stood unmoved at the edge of the abyss and made snide remarks at its expense.

It's our common enemy, though it isn't, really, an enemy. Pain is, at least when our bodies are working properly, a teacher. A really tough, really strict, and perfectly fair teacher.

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

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

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

Laughter, like love, has power to survive the worst things life has to offer.

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

You'll get through it." "What if I don't?" I squeezed her fingers. "Then I will personally make fun of you every day for the rest of your life," I said. "I will call you a sissy girl in front of everyone you know, tie frilly aprons on your car, and lurk in the parking lot at CPD and whistle and tell you to shake it, baby. Every. Single. Day.

The position must have been excruciating—it isn't every day that you get crucified and hung up as dinner for a monster, and you can't really train your muscles for it.