Quotes about Resilience

But we lived as usual. Everyone does, most of the time.

The pain gave me something definite to think about, something immediate. It was something to hold onto.

I take back what you have stolen, and in your languages I announce I am now nameless. My true name is a growl.

I will bend, I will touch the ground, or as close to it as I can get without rupture. I will lay a wreath of invisible money on her grave.

How long do you expect me to wait while you cauterize your senses, one after another turning yourself to an impervious glass tower?

Once they tried to save something, others or their own souls.

This above all, to refuse to be a victim. Unless I can do that, I can do nothing. I have to recant, give up the old belief that I am powerless and and because of it nothing I can do will ever hurt anyone. A lie which was always more disastrous than the truth would have been.

You can see it in her eyes: I am not there. But she exists, in her white dress. She grows and lives. Isn't that a good thing? A blessing? Still, I can't bear it, to have been erased like that.

I try not to think too much. Like other things now, thought must be rationed. There's a lot that doesn't bear thinking about. Thinking can hurt your chances, and I intend to last.

A scar is like writing on your body. It tells about something that once happened to you, such as a cut on your skin where blood came out. What

Here is what I'd like to tell. I'd like to tell a story about how Moira escaped, for good this time. Or if I couldn't tell that, I'd like to say she blew up Jezebel's, with fifty Commanders inside it. I'd like her to end with something daring and spectacular, some outrage, something that would befit her. But as far as I know that didn't happen. I don't know how she ended, or even if she did, because I never saw her again.

I need to keep pressing on until I am thoroughly thankful.