Helen Keller's wisdom isn't simply cheerleading about resilience—it's a quiet insistence that suffering and triumph aren't opposites but dance partners. Notice she doesn't say the world *will be* overcome or *should be*; she observes it *is being* overcome, right now, by ordinary people in unremarkable moments. A parent working a second job, a student persisting after repeated failures, a neighbor showing up with a casserole—these aren't extraordinary heroes but evidence that the overcoming is happening constantly, woven into the fabric of daily life. What makes this different from Pollyanna optimism is that Keller refuses to diminish the suffering; she simply refuses to let it have the last word.