Quotes About Resilience

You reach a point where you realize that your life must go on regardless. You choose to live or you choose to die. But then there are moments, things that you see, something funny on the street or a good joke that you hear, a television program that you want to share, and it makes you miss the person who's gone terribly and then it's not grief at all, it's more a sort of bitterness at the world for taking them away from you.

I've always considered myself to be the sturdy type. You know, the sort who can put up with any unpleasant situation if I have to.

I hope he didn't suffer too much." "He did," she said. "But he was very stoical about it. It's those of us who are left behind who'll have to suffer now.

the ground for I know not how long. Of course

You have it. she said. And for what little it is worth, I hope that it brings you peace.

We all fall in the shit many times during our lives. The trick is pulling ourselves out again.

I've known violence, I've known bigotry. I've known shame and I've known love. And somehow, I always survive.

Não torne as coisas piores, pensando que dói mais do que você realmente está sentindo.

An old man should not resent those who are sent to take his place, and to recall when I was young and healthy and virile is an act of masochism that serves no purpose.

Accept the situation in which you find yourself and everything will be so much easier.

I'd rather bore a hole to the center of the earth with my tongue.

Al mal tiempo, buena cara.»

It starts in the schoolyard, with small boys fighting among each other. In the 1930s, the Reich found a people to hate. Now, twenty years later, it's us who are hunted down. When they discover one of us, they bring us to a courtroom so the world can hear of our crimes but, really, all they want is to shoot us, hang us, kill us in any way they can. We're all just trying to survive.

You can hurt me if you like, I whispered, closing my eyes, thinking that he might slap me hard, drive his fist into my stomach, break my nose. Why would you want that? he asked, his tone betraying an innocence that believed his beauty. So I'll know that I'm alive.

We need to teach our inner child that problems are normal and that he must accept them.

The wounded inner child is filled with unresolved energy resulting from the sadness of childhood trauma. One of the reasons we have sadness is to complete painful events of the past, so that our energy can be available for the present.

To be committed to life as growth and overcoming is to be willing to accept suffering and risk pain.

If we are essentially a mistake, flawed and defective, then there's nothing we can do about it.

We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same. —Carlos Castaneda Don Juan, Journey to Ixtlan

Feelings of excitement and curiosity become bound in shame, and the child's courage and enthusiasm are severely limited. Toxic shame takes on the face of apathy or cowardice at this stage. Describing the impact of her father's incest, the poet Mary Oliver writes in her poem "Rage": "And you see how the child grows—timidly, crouching in corners.

The French novelist Léon Bloy once said, "There are places in the heart that do not yet exist; pain must be in order for them to be.

The walls were chipped and needed paint. The windows were mostly okay but one pane was blocked with cardboard. There were fleas the exterminator couldn't kill and rats that scrabbled in the walls and mice who left droppings like a cocked snook and roaches that thrived on insecticide, even the illegal kinds.

But the habit patterns, inevitably, had survived. To the air, with a wry grin, he murmured, "How long, O Lord? How long?" In his private estimation: not long now.

the plight of being old: clearly recalling what it was like to act voluntarily and enjoy life as it came, now trapped in a frame that forbade anything except slow cautious movements