Quotes About Resilience

I was a grey space filled up with nothing but air. What could I say? One of us must grieve. I would not let it be him.

He does not mean it does not hurt. He does not mean we are not frightened. Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.

Every day makes me old," she said. "I do not have your years to waste. As for that safety, I do not want it. It is only more chains. Let them come at me if they dare.

He is a connoisseur of pain.

My hands were cut almost to blood by jagged shards of rock. My feet left stains where they stepped. The pain was welcome, ordinary and clean. So easy to bear it was laughable.

Contemplé su noble rostro; noble no por su belleza, sino porque, como el buen metal, había sido templado y golpeado hasta volverse fuerte.

Si uno te acechara, debes darle algo que desee más que a ti»,

all my life had been murk and depths, but I was not a part of that dark water. I was a creature within it.

i did not care. i would have no need of her. i did not plan to live after he was gone.

I lay on the dirt, weeping. Those flowers had made him his true being, which was blue, and finned, and not mine. I thought I would die of such pain, which was not like the sinking numbness Aeëtes had left behind, but sharp and fierce as a blade through my chest. But of course I could not die.

Such patience mortals must have, I thought, to drag themselves through it hour after hour.

Even a best iron grows brittle with too much beating

Everything they reach for slips from their grasp." A chill shivered across my skin. "How do they bear it?" "As best they can.

Birbirimizde yaralar açt?k ama hiçbiri ölümcül de?il.

You knew this would come. I cannot rot all my life underground, with nothing of my own.

I would live on, through each scalding moment to the next.

A dozen times grief had scorched, but its fire had never burned through my skin.

Si dice che le donne siano creature delicate, come fiori, come uova, come qulsiasi cosa che possa essere schiacciata in un momento di negligenza. Se mai ci avevo creduto, non era più così.

There was a wildness in me, of hope and terror.

Madeline Miller

As for the goddess' answer, I did not care. I would have no need of her. I did not plan to live after he was gone

Such were my years then. I would like to say that all the while I waited to break out, but the truth is, I'm afraid I might have floated on, believing those dull miseries were all there was, until the end of days.

I have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it-in such way did I learn to live beside the rushing torrent of his doom

His voice was quiet. "You do not give things up so easily now as you once did," he said.