Quotes About Resilience

There ain't nothing good that don't got real bad waiting to follow it.

But in my chest, there was still fear, and I didn't know which kind it was. Fear with hope, or fear without it.

We work so hard to get rid of them when sometimes they're the very thing that saves us.

Las historias no tienen siempre un final feliz.

Here is the boy, running. Here was the boy, drowning.

And there's yer lesson. There ain't nothing good that don't got real bad waiting to follow it.

_Of course you are afraid_, the monster said, pushing him slowly forward. _And yet you will still do it._

I think everybody falls, I think we all do. And I don´t think that's the asking. I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

The world's ending. —Maybe sometimes it has to.

So what do I do?" he finally asked. You do what you did just now, the monster said. You speak the truth. "That's it?" You think it is easy? The monster raised two enormous eyebrows. You were willing to die rather than speak it.

It's not that you should never love something so much it can control you. It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled. It's not a weakness– It's your best strength

Do you believe there's hope at the end?" I ask. "No," she says simply, looking away. "No, I don't, but I'm still going." She eyes me. "You coming with?

Here's what I think," I say and my voice is stronger and thoughts are coming, thoughts that trickle into my Noise like whispers of the truth. "I think everybody falls," I say. "I think maybe we all do. And I don't think that's the asking. I pull on her arms gently to make sure she's listening. "I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

History ain't so important when yer just trying to survive," I say, spitting it out under my breath. "That's actually when it's most important," Hildy says,

I think how hope may be the thing that pulls you forward, may be the thing that keeps you going, but that it's dangerous, too, that it's painful and risky, that it's making a dare into the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?

I just feel like my body is in all these different pieces and even though it looks like I'm all put together, the pieces are really just floating there and if I fall down too hard, I'll fly apart.

Wherever you are, it's okay. You can come back from it. Whatever happened to you down there, whatever the world looks like now, that's not how it always looks. That's not how it's always going to look. There's more. There's always more.

Learn to take criticism. Your first draft won't be perfect, and it's damaging to the book to think that it is. Every great book you've ever read has been rewritten a dozen times. This is the hardest think to learn (trust me), but very, very important.

Of course you are afraid, the monster said, pushing him slowly forward. And yet you will still do it.

Albert got her to her feet. He gathered her few wayward things and delicately placed a hand on an unburnt spot to help her walk. —You're going to have this two-tone problem for a while. Your backside is as white as virgin pearl. —A moan will have to suffice for a witty rejoinder. —I'll pretend to be dazzled.

I'm choosing my own story. Because if you can't do that, you might as well give up.

Poor critter, Doc thought. Marooned here like Robinson Crusoe. And we're the cannibal savages.

Joy and suffering are not mutually exclusive, they flow from the same valve. Close that valve and you may not hurt as much, but neither will you shine.

I did not know I would struggle Through a ragged underbrush Without an upward path Because there is no path There is only a blunt rock With a river to fall into