Quotes About Resilience

But what kind of wolfhound would I be if I listened to my inner Chihuahua?

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

The damnedest thing was that there wasn't much I could do about it. Not because I was chained up, held at gunpoint, and probably going to die—though I had to admit, that might make things somewhat difficult

I'm not saying pain is what defines us as human beings. But it is, in many ways, what unites us. We all recognize other people in pain. Damned near all of us are moved to do something about it when we see it. 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.

Yeah. I'm a lot better. I'm still not . . ." She shrugged. "I'm not exactly Little Miss Stability. At least, not yet. But I'm working on it." "Sometimes I think that's where most of us are," I said. "Fighting off the crazy as best we can. Trying to become something better than we were. It's that second bit that's important.

They didn't want to kill me. They wanted to hurt me. And they were good at it.

I have fought long and hard against horrors even you would respect. I have been beaten, but I have not yielded. I'm not going to start yielding now.

Darwin always thought that it paid to be a quick learner. The war had simply made the penalty for not learning quite a bit steeper.

But it also meant that I had me on my side. And I liked the way that felt.

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

Her chin lifted, and her hard, cold eyes flickered in naked, unconcealed pride. "Never once in your life, my Knight, have you taken the easy road. I chose well.

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.

Hope lets you do things you would otherwise never be able to do, gives strength when everything is darkest.

But, as it turned out, hell got up awfully early in the morning.

There was no sense in brooding over it. Life never stays the same. There's always some kind of curveball coming at you. Nothing to do but swing away.

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

He heaved a breath. Then set his jaw, nodded, and said, "Got it." "Good man," I said. "You're handling this well." "I am not," Bradley said without slowing his steps. "I am not." "Then you are freaking out in the most useful way possible," I said. "Keep it up.

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.

So," Murphy said. "All we need to do is get you up to the top of the pit, and then you're going to go one-on-four with a bunch of armed FBI agents-cum-werewolves and beat them in time to go up against the loup-garou that we couldn't stop before with all of your magical gizmos and a building full of police officers." "Essentially," I answered. Murphy

Don't worry," Michael said, quietly. "Just let me do the talking." Chapter Seven Michael rested his chin in his hands and sighed. "I can't believe we're in jail.

Ow," I complained. I keep my complaints succinct

I'm not exactly Little Miss Stability. At least, not yet. But I'm working on it. Sometimes I think that's where most of us are. Fighting off the crazy as best we can. Trying to become something better than we were. It's that second bit that's important.

Doesn't matter how pretty you are. What's important is how pretty you feel. No one feels pretty when they hear "no" often enough.

I couldn't arm wrestle an ogre, even with the mantle. I couldn't have won a magical duel with Mab or Titania—probably not even against Maeve or Lily. I couldn't outrun one of the Sidhe. But I could defy absolutely anyone. I could lift my will against that of anything, and know that the fight might be lopsided, but never hopeless.