I was set free, because my greatest fear had already been realized, and I was still alive, and I still had a daughter whom I adored, and I had an old typewriter and a big idea. And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
Suicide is no solution. Keep fighting.
Life will hit you hard in the face, wait for you to get back up just so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.
Be proud of your scars. They have everything to do with your strength, and what you’ve endured. They’re a treasure map to the deep self.
I’ve seen extreme bravery from the least likely of people. Life is about the moments when it’s all gone wrong. That’s when we define ourselves.
Being brave isn’t the absence of fear. Being brave is having that fear but finding a way through it.
Difficulties are just things to overcome, after all.
What doesn’t kill me, can only make me stronger.
To persevere, I think, is important for everybody. Don’t give up, don’t give in. There’s always an answer to everything.
I’d made it this far and refused to give up because all my life I had always finished the race.
If I can take it, I can make it.
No matter how difficult life becomes, there is always hope.
There’s always a way through things if you work hard enough and look close. It all depends on your level of determination.
I didn’t go up there to die. I went up there to live.
From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, “I survived.”
Two is one, one is none.
You have to go through the worst to get to the best.
Don’t let the hard days win.
Do not fear, for I am with you – Isaiah 41:10.
Hard times create strong men. Strong men create good times. Good times create weak men. And, weak men create hard times.