If you're going through hell, keep going.

Courage is grace under pressure.

Never, never, never, never give up.

Remember, no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.

People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them.

Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before.

While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.

She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

We can do anything we want to if we stick to it long enough.

He conquers who endures.

It's so curious: one can resist tears and "behave" well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything colapses.

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend!

If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.