Quotes About Coping

this was why fiction existed, as a way to look at the world without being broken by it.

think alcohol is worse than other wares? People need to drink, life is hard!

He learned how to forget, and forgetting brought him relief.

My unhappiness protects me from life.

Having a long-term plan--and not casting it aside--is the key to dealing with our fear of loss (loss aversion).

A wound not fully felt consumes from the inside. We must run very hard if we want to stay one step ahead of this pain. Exhausted, we try to bury it with drugs, alcohol, overwork, television, physical activity. We are a very creative species—we can use just about anything to anesthetize ourselves. But in doing so, we also remove ourselves from feeling the joy.

Anyway, you can be sure of one thing, a man's got to fake just to stay alive.

One lies to seek a bit of relief from a ponderous, suffocating reality, but the liar, like the drinker, gradually comes to need larger and larger doses. The lies become blacker and more complex, and they mesh and rub together until in the end they shine with the luster of truth.

Pronto comprendí que el alcohol, el tabaco y las prostitutas eran un método excelente para librarme del miedo a los seres humanos, aunque fuese sólo por un momento. Y llegué a la conclusión de que para conseguir esos momentos valdría la pena vender hasta la última de mis posesiones.

Bagaimanapun kau bisa meyakini satu hal: seorang lelaki musti berpura-pura demi meneruskan hidup.

All of us say such things when we're at our wit's end! We're all doing our best to survive.

I envy people who drink—at least they know what to blame everything on.

We all walk around with holes in our hearts. But we still walk around.

If we abandon all hope right now, does that in some way protect us from some bigger pain later?

When one is trying to stay afloat in deep water, one grabs at any stick that is offered—and tries not to notice that the stick is in fact nothing more than a wisp of a reed, practically useless in the strong current.

But the truth was when it came to grief, each person was an island, alone. She'd learned that the hard way. She

When life sucks, eat cookies.

The trouble with you is,' she said, half-smiling, 'that you're such an optimist. You really believe that if things are hopelessly bad, then they must improve. What nonsense it is! Things can be bad, and stay bad. And they can be endured... Can't you see that we've all got to make the best of things as they are?

I always say I was one woman before his death and have been another ever since. The one before thought she could fix anything if she just worked hard enough. The woman after was forced to accept that sometimes life has plans for us and our loved ones that are far, far beyond our grasp.

We will do anything to get away from our own pain. We will change our lives, rip people out, swallow a bottle of life-ending pills. When we hurt more than we can bear, when our lives get that dark, it's shocking what we will do to protect ourselves.

the death of someone close to them. The girls I see show the same signs of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder as the soldiers coming back from Iraq and

Paul, ¿te acuerdas de que cuando estabas tan mal, antes de que comenzases el psicoanálisis, decías que quienes no plantan cara a su dolor se condenan a padecerlo sin fin?

We are Craiglockhart's success stories. Look at us. We don't remember, we don't feel, we don't think - at least beyond the confines of what's needed to do the job. By any proper civilized standard (but what does that mean now?) we are objects of horror. But our nerves are completely steady. And we are still alive.

Since The Day, he had lived in the imperative present, not daring to plan beyond the next meal or the next day. This bit of paper tacked on peeling white paint abruptly enlarged his perspective, as if, stumbling through a black tunnel, he saw, or thought he saw, a chink of light. If Man retained faith in God, he might also retain faith in Man.