Quotes About Resilience

Tragedies don't kill you, she decided, "it's the messes. I can't stand messes. I'm not being a smart-cracker. You know I'm not when you meet me – don't you, honey?"9

It takes great courage to break with one's past history and stand alone

The solid line throughout was my trying to make space to fly and forever smashing my wings against the bars of the cage. Granted, the cage grew bigger and very big, but I was always beyond the collective in my soul and always cut back by the collective in my body.

All the tears women shed, they leave no mark on the world.

It's just that without wanting to or trying to—and for years I was deliberately trying not to—I held on to love. Or it held on to me. Not active love; not love, the verb form. It was more just there, a small, unshakable thing, leftover, useless, as vestigial as wisdom teeth or a tailbone, but still potent enough so that when I heard his voice on the phone, my heart gave a tiny jump of hope that made me want to slap it.

Leaning on a cane, with a book tucked under her free arm, she navigated carefully across the grass, her eyes on the ground, and then just as she got to where we sat, she raised her head - her white hairs starry as dandelion fluff in the morning sun - and smiled at me. "Courage, dear heart," she said in a ringing, surprisingly young voice, then dropped her eyes and walked on.

Lucía la miró y cayó en la cuenta de que ella jamás tendría una vida doméstica normal, porque sus pensamientos estaban demasiado contaminados por el pasado.

Lo que me pase a mí no me importa. ¿O usted cree que después de la vida que llevé me va a asustar estar en una cárcel, con otras infelices como yo?" Juana fue condenada a nueve años de prisión.

The next day, Mary walked through the rubble of their destroyed house. They had never had anything but now they had nothing. Mary realized how different those two conditions were.

Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, you realize you're standing on another trapdoor.

He said you couldn't pretend the terrible things in life didn't happen. You can't clean it up. You keep all the refuse and the scars. It's how you learn. And try to make improvements.

You've got to kick fear to the side, because the payoff is huge.

I can't change Mr. L., but I can change how I think of him. If I don't care about his opinion, his insults can't hurt me.

Sommige ervarings word nooit vergeet nie, net onderdruk.

We're each on our own tightrope. All we can do is pick one another up after we fall.

Men always imagined they were undemanding and easy-going; but it soon turned out that the going was only easy if it went their way.

Love meant knowing you could be broken into pieces again, at any time.

Kindness is the currency of humanity. Even in the camps one found it. Debased and broken, but one found it.

The heart always finds a way.

that in the larger sense of life's struggle, most of us are wounded in combat.

Chiara grew serious. 'Our generation hardly knows what happiness is,' she said. 'Everything's been messed up for us. Even when the war is over, there'll be years of gloom to follow. Take this in both hands, darling. It's a gift from the gods.

Life was not perfect, but everyone deserved a shot at happiness. You had to take your chances. Sometimes you had to accept a compromise. And just because you'd made one mistake didn't mean you were doomed to repeat that mistake, or live with its consequences forever.

But I think I'd rather be alone than be hurt all the time.' 'Loneliness hurts, too,' he said quietly.

We must show the world that, despite the war, Paris is still the capital of haute couture,