Quotes About Resilience

But still, here are the words Despereaux Tilling spoke to his father. He said, I forgive you, Pa! And he said those words because he sensed that it was the only way to save his heart, to stop it from breaking in two. Despereaux, reader, spoke those words to save himself.

I have learned how to love. And it's a terrible thing. I'm broken. My heart is broken. Help me.

The world was beautiful. It surprised me, how beautiful it kept on insisting on being. In spite of all the lies, it was beautiful.

Everything, as you well know . . . cannot always be sweetness and light.

Do you know what it means to be emphatic? I will tell you: It means that when you are being forcibly taken to a dungeon, when you have a large knife at your back, when you are trying to be brave, you are able, still, to think for a moment of the person who is holding the knife.

In a dark time, doors will sometimes magically open and let us step inside to the warmth and light of a community.

The undoing is almost always more difficult than the doing.

That was the thing about tragedy. It was just sitting there, keeping you company, waiting. And you had absolutely no idea.

How can you make a beautiful ending without making beautiful mistakes.

The world went on. People left and people died and people went to memorial services and put orange blocks of cheese into their purses. People confessed to you that they were hungry all the time. And then you got up in the morning and pretended that none of it had happened.

What matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down, but who picks us up.

There are hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.

Flora's heart, the lonely, many-armed squid of it, flipped and flailed inside her.

Go ahead, Marlene, thought Edward. Push me around. Do with me as you will. What does it matter? I am broken. Broken.

What world is this I now inhabit, and how shall I live in it?

What does it mean to be brave? This was a question Brother Edik asked himself as he walked through the dark woods with Jack Dory and Cannoc and Answelica. To be brave is to not turn away. To be brave is to go forward. To be brave is to love.

Dan selama perjalanannya itu, ia jadi tahu- bahwa hati yang paling rapuh sekalipun dapat belajar menyayangi, kehilangan, dan menyanyangi lagi

She herself often felt too terrified to go on, but she had never admitted it out loud

Edward was the lone contrarian. He prided himself on not hoping, on not allowing his heart to lift inside of him. He prided himself on keeping his heart silent, immobile, closed tight.

Beware of the brokenhearted," said the grandmother, "for they will lead you astray.

the story of an unlikely hero

To be brave is to not turn away. To be brave is to go forward. To be brave is to love.

He'll be dead soon. He can't live', said the father. But reader, he did live. This is the story.

But, alas, he never really belonged in either place, the sad fate, I am afraid, of those whose hearts break and then mend in crooked ways.