Quotes About Resilience

A large tree, crooked and full of holes, survives for centuries without being cut down, because nothing could possibly be made out of it. This example should raise the spirits of people like us. Everyone knows the profit to be reaped from the useful, but nobody knows the benefit to be gained from the useless.

Once we have reached a certain age, it's hard to be reconciled to the fact that people are always going to be impatient with us.

Tak wi?c mam przed oczami ci?gle ten obraz, jak w czasie rosyjskiego obl??enia, gdy wali?y dzia?a i kruszy?y si? mury twierdzy, gdy trz?s?a si? ostrzeliwana ziemia i ludzie padali jak muchy, Pan w izbie oficerskiej przy wie?y swojego wi?zienia ssa? kobiec? pier? i naprawia? w ten sposób dziurawy, n?dzny ?wiat.

Sometimes I feel as if we're living inside a tomb, a large, spacious one for lots of people. I looked at the world wreathed in gray Murk, cold and nasty. The prison is not outside, but inside each of us. Perhaps we simply don't know how to live without it.

Man harnesses his suffering to time. He suffers as a result of the past and extends his suffering into the future. In this way he creates despair.

he sees immortal blackberry bushes, darkened by the sun, clinging to the rocks with their long shoots.

If something hurts me, I erase it from my mental map. Places where I stumbled, fell, where I was struck down, cut to the quick, where things were painful—such places are simply not there any longer. This means I've gotten rid of several big cities and one whole province. Maybe someday I'll eliminate a country.

think alcohol is worse than other wares? People need to drink, life is hard!

And there remain blades of grass that are succulent and green, as if they have forgotten it's the end of October, and that it freezes at night.

It's a complete mystery that every challenge triggers vital forces within us. I really did feel better—only my left leg was still racked with pain, like an electric current, so I was walking on it stiffly, as if it were a prosthesis. But once I had to move the ladder, I stopped worrying about my Ailments. I forgot about the pain.

To proste - my?la? Mieczy? Wojnicz, ?ykaj?c ?zy, które miesza?y si? z krwi? zwierz?cia w jego w?t?ym ciele - by? m??czyzn? to nauczy? si? ignorowa? to, co sprawia k?opot. Oto ca?a tajemnica.

On the other hand, maybe God was taking away my children so as to bring me closer to Jacob.

She had tried to lose Effie. Had succeeded for a while, too, during the height of her social success in Milhampton. But Effie hadn't stayed lost. Effie was the sort of woman whom you can grind your heel on the dirt and it won't kill her loyalty. Like a worm. Cut her feelings of friendship for you in two, and the parts will still wriggle

Surprising how well you can sleep on an old Morris chair if you work hard daytimes, or even on the floor if you get cramped. It's all a matter of getting used to it.

This wasn't the time to lie down and submit. What if the world was treating her like a bunch of cruel boys a dog—kicking her from all sides, all at once? She mustn't put her tail between her legs and yelp and hug the ground. She must stand up and bristle her back, and snarl, and show her teeth if necessary. And she would, too! Oh, there was a lot of fight left in her yet.

At least I knew all about falling in love. It was the falling out that I couldn't manage.

Birds seem to be the happiest creatures on earth, yet they have none of what we call the comforts of life.

Make the iron hot by striking it.

Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.

The good man suffers but to gain, And every virtue springs from pain; As aromatic plants bestow No spicy fragrance while they grow; But crush'd or trodden to the ground, Diffuse their balmy sweets around.

The first blow is half the battle.

She was all of a muck of sweat.

Mortifications are often more painful than real calamities.

backing down can become a way of life