Quotes About Resilience

There wasn't any point in dwelling in the pain of the past, not when the future could hold suck pleasure.

happened has happened, be will be

Do the right thing, put up with unfairness, selfishness, stay true to yourself...one day it all works out.

I knew what I'd say to him: You're much too late. We went ahead with our lives without you.

a child's ability for reprisal is infinite, and can last a lifetime.

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she found her greatness, at last, found it in her suffering. Once you have greatness, who needs anything else?

He had become my poster boy, a walking testament to how will and belief can make up for lack of muscle, how anger can overcome blindness.

My beeper, silent till then, went off. In answering its summons, I slipped the yoke back around my neck; indeed, I welcomed my slavish existence as a surgical resident, the never-ending work, the crises that kept me in the present, the immersion in blood, pus, and tears—the fluids in which one dissolved all traces of self.

As many people as there are to hold you back, there are angels whose humanity makes up for all the others.

Children were the foot wedged in the closing door, the glimmer of hope that in reincarnation there would be some house to go to, even if one came back as a dog, or a mouse, or a flea that lived on the bodies of men.

An admonishment of sorts, the gentle warning of one who arrived on an earlier ship: You there! Listen! Independence and resilience. This is what the new immigrant needs. Don't get fooled by all this activity. Don't invoke the superorganism. No, no. One functions alone in America. Begin now.

There is a point when grief exceeds the human capacity to emote, and as a result one is strangely composed—she had reached that point.

We come unbidden into this life, and if we are lucky we find a purpose beyond starvation, misery, and early death, lest for forget, is the common lot.

People change, you know. When you leave your country, you are like a plant taken out of soil. Some people turn hard, they can't flower again.

But God's time isn't the same as hers. God's calendar isn't the one hanging in her kitchen. To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. It's pointless chastising herself for not rescuing her mother sooner. Happened is happened, she thinks. The past is unreliable, and only the future is certain, and she must look to it with faith that the pattern will be revealed.

In this upside down world, snarls are smiles, ugly is beautiful, and the crippled outwork the able bodied, but tears are the same.

Find your backbone, or be swallowed whole.

his oar into water that is as thick and angry as boiling paddy.

it is a reminder that the sweetness of life comes with bitterness.

Leprosy deadens the nerves and is therefore painless; the real wound of leprosy, and the only pain they feel, is that of exile.

Look at the Afghans, during the time of the Soviet invasion. They were among the poorest Muslims in the world, yet they were sustained by their faith in God, and God alone.

Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.' " "I figured you'd be in.

Dont give up great things take time