At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places. (“A Farewell to Arms”)
I’m resilient. I have rhinoceros skin. Nothing can hurt me. Nothing.
Only strong personalities can endure history, the weak ones are extinguished by it.
Difficulty, my brethren, is the nurse of greatness – a harsh nurse, who roughly rocks her foster-children into strength and athletic proportion.
Agreement makes us soft and complacent; disagreement brings out our strength. Our real enemies are the people who makes us feel good so that we are slowly but inexorably pulled down into the quicksand of smugness and self-satisfaction.