Scars mean you fought. Wrinkles mean you lived. Heartache means you loved.
Pain teaches you more than pleasure. Failure teaches you more than success. Poverty teaches you more than prosperity. Adversity teaches you more than comfort.
A dove struggling in a storm grows stronger than an eagle soaring in sunshine.
When a rock transforms into a diamond, lesser stones will not speak of its beauty, but speak of its unpolishedness.
The darkest part of the storm paints the brightest part of the rainbow.
I'd never known that I could feel this broken and whole at once.
Challenges are part of life;We weaken our spirit, when we act in fear and lose hope.But we strengthen our spirit, when we fearlessly with faith and hope, rise up to meet and conquer the challenges.
Difficulties of life are valuable opportunities for self-discovery.
We must read, mediate and affirm the writings of Holy Scriptures, to partake in the divine nature and overcome the struggles of life.
On the path to greatness, life teaches you to walk with stones in your shoes.
If you are going through hell, keep walking until you reach heaven.
If an ant carries an object a hundred times its weight, you can carry burdens many times your size.
Life hands us storms so we can paint rainbows.
Be flexible like trees; when the wind blows bend, but do not break.
The darkness of the storm determines the brightness of the rainbow.
Stars are born out of dark moments.
The thorny path to greatness is better than the rosy path to mediocrity.
You cannot walk in a great man's shoes without getting sores on your feet.
Rise above your fears and you rise above your world.
Pursuing your dreams is the best way of insulating yourself from your nightmares.
We are capable beyond measure. Go all out and be the great person, you are destiny to be.
God’s grace is strong enough to hold me steady through every difficulty.
Life experiences teaches me to depend absolute on God.
How could we have achieved the set-goal, without endurance to the end?
You gain control over any situation with a positive outlook.
Don't cry over spilt milk when you can milk another cow.
The benefits often outweigh the suffering. Never concentrate on the pain, focus on the reward.
No one can foretell the details in a day, we can only hope.
Day followed day, and night followed night, until Dany knew she could not endure a moment longer. She would kill herself rather than go on, she decided one night... Yet when she slept that night, she dreamt the dragon dream again. Viserys was not in it this time. There was only her and the dragon. Its scales were black as night, wet and slick with blood. Her blood, Dany sensed. Its eyes were pools of molten magma and when it opened its mouth, the flame came roaring out in a hot jet. She could hear it singing to her. She opened her arms to the fire, embraced it, let it swallow her whole, let it cleanse her and temper her and scour her clean. She could feel her flesh sear and blacken and slough away, could feel her blood boil and turn to steam, and yet there was no pain. She felt strong and new and fierce. And the next day, strangely, she did not seem to hurt quite as much.
If you run a hundred miles in your heart, you are ready to run a hundred miles on your feet.
Pain in the wilderness is an investment in pleasure in the Promised Land.
Our most beautiful dreams are born from our most unpleasant nightmares.
The gift of life, gives you the greatest opportunity to live and chance to rise above any situation. With hopeful attitude you can overcome any struggle.
May you comfort and healing.
God will only push you off a cliff if He's going to give you wings to fly.
The soul's hands carry the heart's burdens.
I knew this for a fact. Little by little, the ache to see him, to hear him would disappear. Little by little I’d forget how his arms felt, how his fingers felt, how his lips felt..the sound of his voice, the intensity of his gaze, all of it. Trace by trace it would slip from my mind, recede into foggy memory. The painful haze that dulled my present would melt into the past. Maybe not all the way, maybe there would be a few scars. Maybe I'd be different, but I’d be me again. Little by little.