Quotes About Resilience

Actually, this seems to be the basic need of the human heart in nearly every great crisis — a good hot cup of coffee.

Quando si ama veramente qualcuno, disse lei, avesse anche perduto gli occhi, si riuscirebbe comunque a vederlo, e avesse anche perduto le braccia, si riuscirebbe comunque ad abbracciarlo.

The wounds produced by the traumas of our life may heal, but the scars remain. We cannot return to our original state of innocence. There will always be some limitation upon our being.

Lo importante es sobrevivir y una persona tolerará el dolor y renunciará al placer para mantenerse viva.

Such a loss is devastating to a young child unless there is a replacement.

love is the only fire that is hot enough to melt the iron obstinacy of a creatures will

Sometimes, I think I'm the child of the Devil. Honestly, I do believe that. I've invited the Devil in, and now I can't get him out. I've tried burning him out and cutting him out and he don't take no notice. Why should he? He doesn't want to be homeless. He's got me. Little, skinny, violent me.

If your ceiling should fall down, then you have lost a room, but gained a courtyard. Think of it that way.

I get asked, 'How can you have such failures in your films?' Well, what else is life about? There's some sense of constant failure in something. Humor gives you a distance from it.

Strength of mind is exercise, not rest.

At every trifle, scorn to take offence; that always shows great pride, or little sense

At ev'ry trifle scorn to take offense.

And mistress of herself, though china fall.

Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.

Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for a time, leave us the weaker ever after.

This long disease, my life.

Jangan gembira kalau seseorang ditindas, Jangan kesal kalau seseorang mendapat berkah.

What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good humour still whate'er we lose? And trust me, dear, good humour can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul

Hope springs eternal in the human breast

I have outlasted all desire, My dreams and I have grown apart; My grief alone is left entire, The gleamings of an empty heart. The storms of ruthless dispensation Have struck my flowery garland numb, I live in lonely desolation And wonder when my end will come. Thus on a naked tree-limb, blasted By tardy winter's whistling chill, A single leaf which has outlasted Its season will be trembling still.

But when the wheel next turns, it could turn in the devil's own direction. That's why we put our shoulder to it.

People forget that the greatest conqueror is he who conquers himself.

Yes, I am more Russian than many others, and I will not sit still

You learn not to mourn every little thing out here, or you'd never, ever stop grieving.