Resilience

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You may shoot me
with your words,
You may cut me
with your eyes,
You may kill me
with your hatefulness,
But still, like air,
I’ll rise.

—Maya Angelou

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It is not the critic who counts; not the one who points out how the strong one stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the one who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends their self in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if one fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that their place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt

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One who has a why to live for
can bear almost any how.

—Friedrich Nietzsche

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Poem: Still I Rise

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Poem: For What Binds Us

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Poem: Perhaps the World Ends Here

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