Quotes About Stoicism

I am not the least afraid to die

Lola's only nugget of wisdom to her little daughters was Never cry, never ever.

So there are two kinds of suffering. One is when we feel we're being pressed down; as though suffering is coming at us from without, as though we're receiving something that's making us suffer. The other kind of suffering is being under, just bearing it, just being it.

The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer," D. H. Lawrence wrote. "It has never yet melted.

I know mortality exists, but I cannot do anything about it. So it does not make me anxious.

There it is, they'd say. Over and over - there it is, my friend, there it is - as if the repetition itself were an act of poise, a balance between crazy and almost crazy, knowing without going, there it is, which meant be cool, let it ride, because Oh yeah man, you can't change what can't be changed, there it is, there it absolutely and positively and fucking well is.

He seemed unaware of what was going on, stared out without hope or ambition, without worry, developing a quality devoid of qualities to get him through this life.

It was part of war; men died, more would die, that was past, and what mattered now was the business in hand; those who lived would get on with it. Whatever sorrow was felt, there was no point in talking or brooding about it, much less in making, for form's sake, a parade of it. Better and healthier to forget it, and look to tomorrow. The celebrated British stiff upper lip, the resolve to conceal emotion which is not only embarrassing and useless, but harmful, is just plain commons sense

Q. Why don't the British panic? A. They do, but very quietly. It is impossible for the naked eye to tell their panic from their ecstasy.

Stone, I must be stone, I must be Casterly Rock, hard and unmovable.

One day all men must die, but it serves no good to dwell on death. I prefer to take each day as it comes.

I wait with sullen resignation," said Tuf, unmoving.

All conditions are bearable, all dignities trumpery, and wisdom simply the gift of making the best of whatever is thrust upon us.

True happiness is to understand our duties toward God and man; to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence on the future; not to amuse ourselves with either hopes or fears, but to rest satisfied with what we have, which is abundantly sufficient.

We must endure what fortune sends.

This is courage in a man: to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends.

To live each day as though one's last, never flustered, never apathetic, never attitudinizing-here is perfection of character.

Let them stew in their own grease (or juice).

Welcome death, quoth the rat, when the trap fell.

It is not manly to turn one's back on fortune.

When any fit of gloominess, or perversion of mind, lays hold upon you, make it a rule not to publish it by complaints.

The sole life which a man can lose is that which he is living at the moment.

A creature that never cries over spilt milk: a cat.

The day which we fear as our last is but the birth-day of our eternity; and it is the only way to it.