Quotes About Resilience

Love does not end,it does not corrupt end it does not wear out,what ends up is the capacity of the human being to love.

We had patience in our fighting with the Soviet Union with simple weapons for 10 years. We exhausted their economy, so they disappeared. We will not abandon our fight until the weapons run out.

The thought of dying has never bothered me, but getting hurt, losing blood, becoming crippled and the like—no thanks.

Anyway, you can be sure of one thing, a man's got to fake just to stay alive.

Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit.

I smiled in my weakness.

But happiness is being able to hope, however faintly, for happiness. So, at least, we must believe if we are to live in the world of today.

In the present world, the most beautiful thing is a victim.

Did you cry?" "No. I didn't cry ... I just kept thinking that when human beings get that way, they're no good for anything.

The smile of one flower permeates those who live next to death more than the problem of life and death.

Even now, I barely have the strength to reread what I've written.

It seems, regrettably, that not even genius can overcome the debilitating effects of a mild fever.

Those who wish to go on living can always manage to survive whatever obstacles there may be. That is splendid of them, and I daresay that what people call the glory of mankind is comprised of just such a thing. But I am convinced that dying is not a sin. It is painful for the plant which is myself to live in the atmosphere and light of this world. Somewhere an element is lacking which would permit me to continue. I am wanting. It has been all I could do to stay alive up to now.

Los cobardes temen hasta la felicidad. Pueden herirse incluso con el algodón.

Los débiles temen la felicidad misma. Pueden hacerse daño en el algodón. A veces son heridos incluso por la felicidad

Yes, I may be a loser, but I'm the best dam loser you'll ever meet

Just outside the apartment window was a kite caught in the telegraph wires; blown about and ripped by the dusty spring wind, it nevertheless clung tenaciously to the wires, as if in affirmation of something. Every time I looked at the kite I had to smile with embarrassment and blush. It haunted me even in dreams.

I believed that the gloom of our daily lives could not be dispelled, no matter how much one declaimed about society and politics.

Now I have neither happiness nor unhappiness. Everything passes.

Pero la vida de los seres humanos es un infierno y lo cierto es que en este mundo hay poca ducha y muchas desgracias.

Me pregunto cuál fué el punto de inflexión. ¿Qué fue lo que me decidió a seguir viviendo, lo que me otorgó esa fuerza necesaria para hacer algo que los demás dan por hecho?

It was her love which gave me the strength to make all the rest of the calls, this time without once weeping.

All of us say such things when we're at our wit's end! We're all doing our best to survive.

When a person falls to the very depths of suffering—where he can find no escape—he is somehow able to find new courage.