Quotes About Resilience

El dicho el tiempo lo cura todo es falso. El tiempo cura la mayoría de las heridas. El resto están escondidas.

There were tears once or twice. But they were not for the men she had lost or the men she had left. They were quiet tears for herself, because there was something inside her that was badly hurt.

I needed to let them know they couldn't hurt me. I've learned that the best way to stay safe is to make your enemies think you can't be hurt.

My Alar is like the ocean in a storm.

He beat you." And as I spoke the words I felt a terrible anger come together inside me. It wasn't hot and furious, as some of my flashes of temper tend to be. This was different, slow and cold.

She knew the way of things. She knew if you weren't always stepping lightly as a bird the whole world came apart to crush you. Like a house of cards. Like a bottle against stones. Like a wrist pinned hard beneath a hand with the hot breath smell of want and wine. . . .

Cualquiera puede amar algo por algún motivo. Eso es tan fácil como meterse un penique en el bolsillo. Pero amar algo a pesar de algo es otra cosa. Conocer los defectos y amarlos también. Eso es inusual, puro y perfecto

O que mais pode esperar - perguntou-lhe baixinho - de homens que têm demônios como vizinhos? Até o melhor dos cães é capaz de morder, se for chutado o suficiente.

The earth would crack and swallow this glittering, self-important place before I would show a trace of despair.

Which do you think is the greater type of power?" I only had to think for a second. "The inherent, your grace." "Interesting. Why do you say that?" "Because a power you possess yourself cannot be taken away, your grace.

Took an arrow in the knee on my way through the Eld three summers ago. It gives out every now and then." He grimaced and said wistfully, "It's what made me give up the good life on the road." He reached down to touch his oddly bent leg tenderly.

Being brave is not the same that being fearless".

Moving was a lesson in punitive anatomy.

Qué nos queda cuando nos fallan las palabras?

put his back into it, he managed to slide it slowly

Estés donde estés, la gente es básicamente la misma. Además, la rabia puede calentarte por la noche, y el orgullo herido puede alentar a un hombre a hacer cosas maravillosas.

It felt wrong giving up without trying everything possible.

No son buenos tiempos para ser un hombre valiente.

It's not the first time I should be dead, Bast. I'm a fair hand at avoiding it.

There is no joy!" Lanre shouted in an awful voice. Stones shattered at the sound and the sharp edges of echo came back to cut at them. "Any joy that grows here is quickly choked by weeds. I am not some monster who destroys out of a twisted pleasure. I sow salt because the choice is between weeds and nothing." Selitos saw nothing but emptiness behind his eyes.

I did my best not to think about it. Only a fool worries over what he can't control.

leave where I'm not welcome," she said matter-of-factly. "Everything else I can make up along the way.

Like a child playing find-and-catch, it was my sincere hope that if I closed my eyes and remained perfectly still, the pain wouldn't be able to find me.

la muerte. El último recurso. Después de morir, nada puede hacernos daño, o eso nos han enseñado.