Quotes About Resilience

empty chest, because she has nothing to lose.

All he has is a mangled ankle. I have Americans.

I know ladies don't sweat, but something was running down my face in great rivulets.

When the world has gone mad, we must help each other when we can.

Sure. Why not?" he said. "A cup of tea. That's what everyone drank all through the war. A bomb was dropped and everyone said, 'It's all right. Have a cup of tea.'" And he laughed.

We humans have the capacity to survive almost anything. Not only to survive but to come through triumphant. Another door will open. You'll see. A better one. A safer one. A brighter future.

There is nothing to say except that life is unfair. You will get over it, … but only time will heal your wounds, and then not completely. We just have to made do with what we have left and treasure those around us who are still alive.

that a time of stress and tragedy takes away all but the will to survive.

When the world has gone mad, we must help each other when we can. Most of my neighbours are good and share what little they have.

I will not be bullied or dictated to. I'm not a child any more, and I'm prepared to make my own way and my own mistakes if necessary.

Experience makes one come to terms with life, to be at one with the mind and the heart. And most people are suffering in some way.

All is well. We are tested and we survive, and life will be good again.

Aren't you going a little overboard?" I asked, picturing a day ahead of me trying to find these items in a town I didn't know. "Nonsense, darling. What's the point of a party if you don't go overboard." I sat on the sofa watching her, admiring her. Not only was she beautiful, but she had a wonderful way of shaking off life's little problems, like water off a duck's back. Nothing seemed to upset her.

survived." Her grandmother gave a sad little smile. "Most of us survive the hardest things. We are quite resilient.

We just have to make the best of things and be happy with what we've got.

Pamela looked at his retreating back with admiration. He represented the backbone of Britain at this moment. A skinny, awkward bookworm, yet determined to keep going for as long as it took to defeat Hitler.

Time is the only healer.

Life seemed to be one succession of good news and then bad. Ups followed by downs. But there was always enough hope to keep on going.

It is, right enough," Nan agreed. "He's not the sort of man who can sit there puffing away at his pipe and reading the newspaper. Always has been a goer, my Alf. He'll be a goer until the day he drops dead.

this sweet and kind woman how it felt to have lost my baby. "Don't look so sad," she said, touching my cheek. "All is well. We are tested and we survive, and life will be good again.

Most of us survive the hardest things. We are quite resilient.

London, 1940 It won't even seem like Christmas this year." Maggie Harris's voice cracked as she swallowed back the tears. She had resolved to be strong and brave for Jack's sake, but it was hard. "No pudding. No mince pies. And no tree. Nothing.

How can you promise?" Emily found herself near to tears. "You can't stop a storm, and if it's going to . . ." Another huge clap of thunder exploded overhead.

He tried to get up and move, but a searing pain from his leg shot through him. The last thing he heard before he blacked out was the song of a bird, greeting the dawn.