Quotes About Stoicism

A person is said to be patient…because he acts in a praiseworthy manner by enduring things which hurt him here and now and is not unduly saddened by them.

and I wish I was dead." "Well, one day you will be, and so shall I; but meanwhile we may as well behave with courage and common sense.

We aren't the kind of people who talk about our problems.

The ideal man bears the accidents of life with dignity and grace, making the best of circumstances."— Aristotle

With patience and calm, persistence and stoicism, good handwriting and careful labeling, they would meet persecution, indignity, and hardship head-on.

Horror grows impatient, rhetorically, with the Stoic fatalism of Ecclesiastes. That we are all going to die, that death mocks and cancels every one of our acts and attainments and every moment of our life histories, this knowledge is to storytelling what rust is to oxidation; the writer of horror holds with those who favor fire. The horror writer is not content to report on death as the universal system of human weather; he or she chases tornadoes. Horror is Stoicism with a taste for spectacle.

But like all beautiful faces Emily's made you believe that its possessor was a better person than she was. It allowed her to pass for stoical when she was petrified, and mysterious and aloof when she was so filled with self-doubt that she bought presents for other people when it was her birthday, framed most of her conversation in terms of apology and regret, and for all her talent could no longer manage to string twenty-five paragraphs fo prose together to make a short story.

To philosophise is to learn how to die.

If you know not how to die, never trouble yourself; Nature will in a moment fully and sufficiently instruct you; she will exactly do that business for you; take you no care for it.

The final two words of his challenge, "no tears", meant that the loser was expected to suffer a great deal of pain, but wasn't entitled to whine, bitch or moan about it. He'd just have to hunker down and keep his poverty to himself.

Life is tough, then you die. The sooner you accept that and move on with your life, the better off you'll be.

Being unable to cure death, wretchedness and ignorance, men have decided, in order to be happy, not to think about such things.

Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.

for I determined that if Death came he should find me ready

When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in a warm bath. I thought it would be easy, lying in the tup and seeing the redness flower from my wrists, flush after flush through the clear water, till I sank into sleep under a surface gaudy as poppies.

You are still on your own; be stoic; don't panic; get through this hell to the generous sweet overflowing GIVING love of spring... dawn came, black and white gray into a frozen hell. I lived: that once. And must shoulder the bundle, the burden of my dead selves until I, again, live.

Endure, endure, and the syllables harden like stoic white sheets struck with rigor mortis on the clothesline of winter.

I write and think and study perfectly when with him; apart, I'm split and only can work properly in brief, stoic spells.

I write and think and study perfectly when with him; apart, I'm split and only can work properly in brief, stoic spells. . . .

Well, after this Racine paper, this Ronsard-purgatory, this Sophocles, I shall write: letters and prose and poetry, toward the end of the week; I must be stoic till then.

it is something even to live through hours of obligation now, without screaming: gently, gently, stoic one.

There is nothing at all to be done about it, There is nothing to do about anything.

I said I fell down. Ah. The ground bloodied your nose, split yer lip, and punched ye in th' eye, all at once. I said I don't want to talk about it.

There were people who were like this, the ones who could not be ruffled or else didn't show it, who possessed great internal reservoirs of calm.