Quotes About Resilience

Health and strength is above all gold.

Let your setbacks propel you forward.

Like a river's flow, forgiveness cascades, Washing away resentment's dark shades, It breaks the chains that bind the heart, Granting liberation, a brand-new start.

Mistakes have the power to turn you into something better than you were before.

No amount of darkness can ever put out the smallest flicker of light.

Quitting is the only thing that really brings permanent failure.

Rather than elevate themselves to your level, haters would rather drag you down. Once you understand them, you will no longer feel confusion or even dislike. You'll just feel sorry for them.

The ability to redefine failure as an opportunity to learn is a critical skill for any effective entrepreneur, and it is best to learn early.

The downfall of a man, is not the end of his life.

There is no magic wand to get rid of haters. There is no secret spell to win them over to your side.

You can cross the shore without getting wet, but you can't get through life without tears.

When you walk through a stormKeep your head up highAnd don't be afraid of the dark.At the end of the stormIs a golden skyAnd the sweet, silver song of a lark.

Tote dat barge!Lif' dat bale!Git a little drunk,An' you land in jail.Ah gits wearyAn' sick of tryin'Ah'm tired of livin'An' skeered of dyin',But Ol' Man River,He jes' keeps rollin' along.

Poverty was a dog whose teeth sank deep.

In America a bread never came without complications.

In the wild struggle for existance, we want to have something that endures, and so we fill our minds with rubbish and facts, in the silly hope of keeping our place.

The heart was made to be broken.

my wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to death. one or the other has to go.

One of the many lessons that one learns in prison is, that things are what they are and will be what they will be.

Hearts are made to be broken.

When I make up my mind, I act. If I speak, what I say, I will do. If the hail rattles, let the flowers be crushed. The oak of the forest will lift up its head to the sky and the storm, towering and unscathed.

The wolfhound century leaps at my shoulders, But I am no wolf by blood.

Instauro brechas e vãos. O mundo é uma constelação de espadas regirantes e todas as manhãs, esta pergunta me assalta: "Como sobreviver?

You are a guesthouse and your guests for but a few days are alternatively sorrows and joys.