Quotes About Resilience

Quiero domar el dolor como si fuera un animal salvaje.

Valls permanecía aletargado dentro de su bola de excrementos, pajitas y tierra como la larva subterránea del escarabajo pelotero.

Jerrie Cobb reached down and pulled the heavy layers of arctic clothing over her navy blue linen dress.

No one else can take risks for us, or face our losses on our behalf, or give us self-esteem. No one can spare us from life's slings and arrows, and when death comes, we meet it alone.

If anything is worth doing, it is worth doing it badly.

If you see failure as a monster stalking you, or one that has already ruined your life, take another look. That monster can become a benevolent teacher, opening your mind to successes you cannot now imagine.

This is life, I suppose. You stick to the moment you're in whether it's good or bad. Next

People like us… we all have places that don't heal entirely. We just get used to the occasional stab of pain and keep going.

Another day, my friend. We survive by focusing on the next thing in front of us and doing what we can, letting the rest go. Otherwise, you're fucked.

Good news is at least the climb down will be easier. Thanks, gravity, for not always being a bitch.

First rule of life, Idina. Everybody screws up. What matters is whether we let that stop us in our tracks or we tell it to fuck off so we can get back on our feet and keep going.

Failure was the fire in the crucible of greatness. Every time a woman made a mistake, she should just think back, examine it, and figure out how to avoid making that mistake again. Shay wanted to believe that, but her heart wouldn't let her. No. Mistakes burned in her soul, reminders of her failure and the fact that she wasn't the best in the world at something.

That's how we learn, ain't it? Accidents 'n mistakes 'n it's all worth knowledge s'long as we keep from grinding ourselves down in the gutter over it.

Yeah, I know. You'll come after my entire family, all my friends, and wipe everything I ever loved off the face of the Earth. What, you think I haven't seen John Wick?

I think the general opinion is that it's one thing to be strong and go after something and fight to help others when you're in control. Anyone can make themselves look good if they work hard enough at it. But it's the moments that take all that control away completely when you find out who a person is. How they react to not having a say in the matter.

Despite everything, this is a very good day. Remember that, both of you. There will be horrors in the world that you won't be able to solve without some anguish. But it doesn't mean you can't find moments of joy.

She is tough, like a Quiner woman. She works hard and she doesn't feel sorry for herself. At the same time she won't let someone else tell her what she should do with her life.

Italy was about churches, Greece it's ruins; but Israel was about surviving and about feeling glad.

After the desperate years of their own war, after six years of repression inside Spain and six years of horror in exile, these people remain intact in spirit. They are armed with a transcendent faith they have never won, and yet they have never accepted defeat.

Nothing is better for self-esteem than survival.

What the trees can do handsomely-greening and flowering, fading and then the falling of leaves-human beings cannot do with dignity, let alone without pain.

It is much harder to be lonely, when you have for a while stopped being lonely. I was used to having only myself, cold and hard as that is; I could live with it. And now I wait, for a voice, a face, a body, that is not going to be here, is not mine, does not in any case wait as I do, nor share this homesickness. […] How to explain that I taught myself to be tough and indifferent, because it mattered too much and learned not even to weep in my mind not to notice.

It is amazing that the refugees stay sane. First the bombs, perhaps the "battle" around them, their casualties, their naked helplessness; then the flight, leaving behind everything they have worked for all their lives; then the semi-starvation and ugly hardship of the camps or the slums; and as a final cruelty, the killing diseases which only strike at them.

I am frightened and doubtful, and everyone who touches me must suffer.