Quotes About Resilience

aversion to suffering only worsens it.

The heart heals itself when it's open to pain.

I have seen many beatings Set your heart on books! I watched those seized for labor There's nothing better than books!

The worthy attendant said: Take heart, my lord!

Rise against what is before you!

Life is a passage ; trees fall. Tread on the evil, put down my misery!

As watercourse is replaced by watercourse, So no river allows itself to be concealed. It breaks the channel in which it was hidden.

Ladies suffer like maidservants.

Age is getting to know all the ways the world turns, so that if you cannot turn the world the way you want, you can at least get out of the way so you won't get run over.

I look at an ant and I see myself: a native South African, endowed by nature with a strength much greater than my size so I might cope with the weight of a racism that crushes my spirit.

Forget perfect on the first try. In the face of frustration, your best tool is a few deep breaths, and remembering that you can do anything once you've practed two hundred times.

just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

Sadness is what holds our bones in place.

Life being what it is, one dreams not of revenge. One just dreams.

Go into hard things quickly, eagerly, then retreat.

None of us have ever asked the men for anything, Agata states. Not a single thing, not even for the salt to be passed, not even for a penny or a moment alone or to take the washing in or to open a curtain or to go easy on the small yearlings or to put your hand on the small of my back as I try, again, for the twelfth or thirteenth time, to push a baby out of my body.

To break his spirit, the village officials and the collective farm organizers hesitated at nothing The most powerful weapon in their hands was the tax. They levied taxes payable in kind and money. Every time Shost thought he had paid all that was required, more items were taxed, and more of the produce of this hand was taken from him. Finally, the day came when he had no more money or grain.

Svi smo mi nesretni i treba da se toleriramo! Svi smo mi promašeni i svi smo promašili. Samljeveni smo kao izme?u dva žrvnja... Pa zašto da sa krvavim prstima stupimo u tminu? Skomraka ?e isto tako jesti crvi kao i mene i tebe! Pa bi bilo glavno da poživimo tu gdje jesmo, kako najbolje znamo...

Život je blatna cesta.

I ptice padaju umorne i ne lete vje?no. Zašto da ljudi neprekidno lebde iznad svog dostojanstva?

I to je baš bilo ono divno u toj stvari: stajati u katastrofi uz jednog ?ovjeka, koji je smion, a ima iza sebe sve i obra?unao je sa svim! S takvom jednom snagom, koja se zanosi njegovom vlastitom snagom, dalo bi se stvarati!

Godinama živio sam u našem smrdljivom zvjerinjaku gotovo gluhonijem, pritajen i povu?en u sebe kao puž i pravi puzavac (...)

Only time can heal your broken heart. Just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.

Thoughts by a graveside are too dark and deep to be sustained for any length of time. Sooner or later the hurt mind turns to the sun for healing, and this is as it should be, for otherwise, what future could any of us hope for, but madness?