Quotes About Resilience

Always, everywhere, man is man, nor has he altered greatly beneath his veneer since he scurried into a hole between two rocks to escape the tyrannosaurus six million years ago.

There is but one thing to do, Alice, and he spoke as quietly as though they were sitting in their snug living room at home, and that is work. Work must be our salvation. We must not give ourselves time to think, for in that direction lies madness.

I should prefer being thrown to the demnition ducks and drakes, he said moodily.

wie ein dürrer, kahler Fels steht mein zerstörtes Leben in der Brandung des Weltalls.

THE 4.15 FROM VICTORIA TO Lewes had been held up at Three Bridges in consequence of a derailment and, though John Lexman was fortunate enough to catch a belated connection to Beston Tracey, the wagonette which was the sole communication between the village and the outside world had gone.

It was as though the dark part of my past had become a physical being, a black beast pounding on the gates of my memory.

There have been a few small

It is by our power to suffer, above all, that we are of more value than the sparrows.

Tragedy cannot take place around a type. Suffering is the most individualizing thing on earth.

I take courage," Aeneas said. "Here too there are tears for things, and hearts are touched by the fate of all that is mortal.

A dead eagle he might have buried, but he had chosen rather to light a fire for a phoenix.

Love with her would be a field of action, not a need. She was complete whether she won or lost the world. She was her own fortress and her own sanctuary.

If you cannot imagine pain fully, neither can you fully imagine the resources you have in you to meet it and overcome it.

Here. After so long waiting. Her purple eyes. Torn cloak. Skin pale, sheer as ice. Exhausted. But unafraid.

They journeyed far and the white bear said, Are you afraid? No, she replied. I am not afraid.

It is odd, the twists that life will sometimes take. The ewe that you think will give birth with ease dies bringing forth a two-headed lamb. Or the ski trail that you have been told is treacherous, you navigate easily.

Where there was life, there was also hope.

Still falls the Rain - Dark as the world of man, black as our loss - Blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails Upon the Cross

In every heart there should be one grief that is like a well in the desert.

Don't they always go from bad to worse? There's no turning back--your old self rejects you, and shuts you out. ~Lilly Bart

Every house is a mad-house at some time or another.

I discovered early that crying makes my nose red, and the knowledge has helped me through several painful episodes.

So close to the powers of evil she must have lived that she still breathed more freely in their air.

Sometimes life seems like a match between oneself and one's gaolors. The gaolers, of course, are one's mistakes; and the question is, who'll hold out longest? When I think of that, life instead of being too long, seems as short as a winter day....