Quotes About Resilience

Some wounds are so great that the only way to survive is to lock them up in a little box and put them somewhere deep inside,

Well, life is very cruel. Very.' 'I would say', said Giles, 'it was death that was cruel. Not life.

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And then she said, "that's what love is. Still loving someone, in spite of knowing the bad things.

Marriages don't stay in neat, tidy shapes you know; they sprawl about, very messily sometimes. The important thing is not to let them get out of control.

From the very beginning it seemed very clear to her that if you were going to succeed in life you succeeded on your own terms, in your own style, you capitalized on your own strengths, you learnt to camouflage your own weaknesses and you didn't get caught up in anyone else's. And Fleur was going to succeed.

Quem na lama quer remexer, que lama seja.

Det gives alltid något bättre än döden

Morfar hade sagt att varenda människa hade några speciella egenskaper som ingen annan hade. Och om man bara använde dem så kunde man försätta berg .

You decide for yourself when it will hurt.

But that's life. That's what you learn from; when things happen. Especially at your age. You just have to take it in and remember to think afterwards and not forget and never grow bitter.

and we do decide for ourselves when it will hurt.

But what I found out that summer . . . was that I could swallow whatever hit me and let it sink as if nothing had happened. So I mimicked a game that meant nothing to me now, I was going through the motions, and then it looked as if what I was doing had a purpose, but it did not.

Du bestemmer sjøl når det skal gjøre vondt.

One hour of thoughtful solitude may nerve the heart for days of conflict - girding up its armor to meet the most insidious foe.

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;To defy Power, which seems omnipotent;To love, and bear; to hope till Hope createsFrom its own wreck the thing it contemplates;Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent;This, like thy glory, Titan, is to beGood, great and joyous, beautiful and free;This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, -- but it returneth.

Oh,lift me as a wave,a leaf,a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life!I bleed!

Rise like lions after slumber In unvanquishable number Shake your chains to earth like dew We are many, they are few

No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.

Perhaps the only comfort which remains Is the unheeded clanking of my chains, The which I make, and call it melody.

When the storm-cloud that lowers o'er the daybeam is gone, Unchanged, unextinguished its life-spring will shine; When Erin has ceased with their memory to groan, She will smile through the tears of revival on thine.

Cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.

Yet if thou wilt, as 'tis destiny of trodden worms to writhe till they are dead, put forth thy might.