Quotes About Resilience

There's been so much destruction and unhappiness around me – and my life has been a fairy tale.

We can only feel sorry for ourselves when our misfortunes are still supportable. Once this limit is crossed, the only way to bear the unbearable is to laugh at it.

I had learned that you should always shout louder than your aggressor.

Sometimes remembering means to live a moment in the past again, and in that way survive the present.

The farmhouse sat on a rise at the end of a long dirt road, in a clearing surrounded by fruit trees and ninety acres of pines. It was painted white, and peeling, and some former hippie tenant had painted a mandala on the wall just inside the door with fine-point Magic Marker. I painted over it, but it bled through, again and again. I finally left it there, a pale and pastel version of itself, hanging ghostlike in the hall.

Don't go gittin faintified on me.

Good God, with a bounty Look down on Marion County, For the soil is so pore, and so awful rooty, too, I don't know what to God the pore folks gonna do.

Life knocks a man down and he gits up and it knocks him down agin

the human heart is allus the same. Sorrer strikes the same all over. Hit makes a different kind o' mark in different places.

no man was spared. What all had borne, each could bear. He shared their sorrow, and they became a part of his, and the sharing spread their grief a little, by thinning it.

Dogs could die, and bears and deer and other people. That was acceptable, because it was remote. His father could not die. The earth might cave in under him in one vast sink-hole and he could accept it. But without Penny, there was no earth. Without him there was nothing.

Now I shore as the devil won't waste no time tootlin' him. You know me better'n that. You know I'm made outen whale-bone and hell.' 'Ain't the whalebone gittin' a mite limber?' ''Tis, but the hell's hot as ever.

He would be lonely all his life. But a man took it for his share and went on.

This, then, was hunger. This was what his mother had meant when she had said, "We'll all go hongry." He had laughed, for he had thought he had known hunger, and it was faintly pleasant. He knew now that it had been only appetite. This was another thing.

Being alone was easier. No risk, just loneliness. No one ever died from that.

Master Ren: "To quote the poets.. we're fucked".

I'm too much a man for hysterics." Liu, Marjorie M. (2009-01-20). Hunter Kiss: A Companion Novella to The Iron Hunt and Darkness Calls (A Hunter Kiss Novella) (Kindle Locations 355-356). Penguin Group US. Kindle Edition.

We're all the same inside the cage. When they put the collars on us.

Too bad people don't rebuild themselves so easily.

I outlived all the men who raised me. I stayed young while they faded, and died from bullets and disease. Or old age. You forget so much. You forget them. Friends. Family. You put aside what can't be changed. Like death. Until something small and unexpected catches you.

I was security. A good right hook. A thousand yard stare.

But no one builds better homes than those who have lost home.

But focus always on your shame, and your shame will eat you. It will become you. That is the coward's way. A coward never has to learn.

Nothing so bad you need to be cruel. Tough, yes. You'll have to kill, yes. But there's a difference in the heart. One makes you mean. The other keeps you going.