Quotes About Resilience

What's your favorite flavor of shit sandwich?

He told them that they must live their most creative lives as a means of fighting back against the ruthless furnace of this world.

The world ain't straight, Vivian. Never will be. Our rules, the don't mean a thing. The world just happens to you sometimes, is what I think.

Y si después de pasar por una época tan tenebrosa ves que queda un atisbo de felicidad en tu interior, no te queda más remedio que agarrar esa felicidad aunque acabes con la cara entera manchada de barro.

Able to exist without regular doses of romance or flattery from my solitary farmer of a father. Able to cheerfully plant gardens of daisies among the inexplicable stone walls of silence that my dad sometimes builds up around himself.

Some mistakes can never be put right—not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either. In my experience, this is the hardest lesson of them all. After a certain age, we are all walking around this world in bodies made of secrets and shame and sorrow and old, unhealed injuries. Our hearts grow sore and misshapen around all this pain—yet somehow, still, we carry on.

You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be.

It's not fair for you to come here," I tell Depression. "I paid you off already. I served my time back in New York." But he just gives me that dark smile, settles into my favorite chair, puts his feet on my table and lights a cigar, filling the place with his awful smoke. Loneliness watches and sighs, then climbs into my bed and pulls the covers over himself, fully dressed, shoes and all. He's going to make me sleep with him again tonight, I just know it.

Cu cat este mai mare criza, cu atat mai rapida este evolutia.

They come upon me all silent and menacing like Pinkerton Detectives, and they flank me—Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right.

This is what I would like to hold on to. Please help me memorize this feeling of contentment and help me always support it. I'm putting this happiness in a bank somewhere, not merely FDIC protected but guarded by my four spirit brothers, held there as insurance against future trials in life.

Por eso es solo porque he elegido confiar, lo que sencillamente equivale a amar. El amor por encima del sufrimiento. Siempre.

el fracaso tiene una función. Te pregunta si de verdad quieres seguir haciendo cosas».

When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome the human experience. But never again use another person's body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.

Don't fall into a funk about the one that got away. Don't beat yourself up. Don't rage at the gods above. All that is nothing but distraction, and the last thing you need is further distraction. Grieve if you must, but grieve efficiently. Better to just say good-bye to the lost idea with dignity and continue onward. Find something else to work on—anything, immediately—and get at it. Keep busy.

My ultimate choice, then, is to always approach my work from a place of stubborn gladness.

As my friend Pastor Rob Bell warns: "Don't rush through the experiences and circumstances that have the most capacity to transform you." Don't let go of your courage the moment things stop being easy or rewarding. Because that moment? That's the moment when interesting begins.

How you manage yourself between those bright moments, when things aren't going so great, is a measure of how devoted you are to your vocation, and how equipped you are for the weird demands of creative living. Holding yourself together through all the phases of creation is where the real work lies.

It's easy enough to pray when you're in distress but continuing to pray even when your crisis has passed is like a sealing process, helping your soul hold tight to its good attainments.

It was an adventure. You must learn in life to take things more lightly, my dear. The world is always changing. Learn how to allow for it.

I believe that our creativity grows like sidewalk weeds out of the cracks between our pathologies—not from the pathologies themselves.

You must learn in life to take things more lightly, my dear. The world is always changing. Learn how to allow for it. Someone makes a promise, and then they break it.

Every time a diminishing thought arises, I repeat the vow I will not harbor unhealthy thoughts anymore.

I know every inch of fear, from head to toe.