Quotes About Resilience

Simply to endure is to triumph.

This affliction--hope--is so cruel and stubborn, I believe it will kill me

Sometimes when we're in situations where we feel we're not in control, we do things, especially things that take a lot of energy, as a way of making ourselves feel we have some power.

You show you care, you die. You show you fear, you die. You show nothing, maybe you live.

Long time I been on my own, but now really I'm alone. I survive the killing, the starving, all the hate of the Khmer Rouge, but I think maybe now I will die of this, of broken heart.

My bundle is light. My burden is heavy.

I have been beaten here, locked away, violated a hundred times and a hundred times more. I have been starved and cheated, tricked and disgraced. How odd it is that I am undone by the simple kindness of a small boy with a yellow pencil.

Back at the hut, all my sister, they start to cry. "No crying," my aunt says, very strict. "You cry only in your mind." But later, when everyone else asleep, I hear my aunt, her tears, they fall like rain.

I have been beaten here, locked away, violated a hundred times, and a hundred times more. I have been starved, and cheated, tricked and disgraced. How odd is it that I am undone by the simple kindness of a small boy with a yellow pencil.

She'd stand on her own two feet if she had to crawl.

Patricia McLinn

Dios, me estas ayudando demasiado. Me has hecho demasiado fuerte. Descansa un poco, deja que me hunda en mi dolor, permíteme llorar y lamentarme, permíteme enloquecer y gritar y darme cabezazos contra la pared.

Control.... is not what we need. What we need is to bend to the tempest like pine and palm trees - flexible, adaptive, attuned, yet fully rooted in our principles.

Never mind being afraid of eleven right now.

Well I never! And you with a a wife and babe on the way, Colin Moriarity!" The Widow Blackthorne. Groaning inwardly, Fiona steepled her fingers against her forehead and swore to worship the Devil if God couldn't do better than this.

Don't you dare cry. If you do, then I shall, and I refuse to allow it.

Our characters are forged in fires we didn't build.

Insecurity is normal. Count on it.

rocky terrain is unavoidable and may even be the path to something wonderful. "We can count on chaos,

By stabilizing things you defeat the point of the exercise. Stay with the uncertainty, please. Really, it's all about the struggle.

We make mistakes, sometimes whoppers. We correct them or we capitalize on them.

I may long for certainty, but I have to live with doing the best I can.

Ya?am?n oldu?u yerde umut vard?r.

They arrive without money but with stories written on the parchment of their hearts which they don't recite easily. They are stories which have crept out of the edges of civil wars and scattered into the fleeing wind. You can read the words in their eyes, stained by despair; in their mouths, silenced and tightened by horror. You can even read the words in their thorn and weary clothes.