Quotes About Survival

There are two problems for our species' survival - nuclear war and environmental catastrophe - and we're hurtling towards them. Knowingly.

The only justification for repressive institutions is material and cultural deficit. But such institutions, at certain stages of history, perpetuate and produce such a deficit, and even threaten human survival.

We can imagine a society in which no one could survive as a social being because it does not correspond to biologically determined perceptions and human social needs. For historical reasons, existing societies might have such properties, leading to various forms of pathology.

All of us have to make the best of a bad job - which is what life is really all about.

I fear feeling my heart break a second time, because I'm not sure I could survive it. I'd rather live alone than risk the pain.

Mandelbrot's theoretical results fit very closely the word distribution in many actual languages, indicating that there is a certain natural selection among them, and that the form of a language which survives by the very fact of its use and survival has been driven to take something not too remotely resembling an optimum form of distribution.

Man's survival, from the time of Adam and Eve until the invention of agriculture, must have been precarious because of his inability to ensure his food supply.

Civilization as it is known today could not have evolved, nor can it survive, without an adequate food supply.

Without food, man can live at most but a few weeks without it, all other components of social justice are meaningless.

We have survived the "Death of God" and the "Death of Man". We will surely survive "the Death of History" . . . and the death of post-modernism.

The brain is a far more open system than we ever imagined, and nature has gone very far to help us perceive and take in the world around us. It has given us a brain that survives in a changing world by changing itself.

Nature has given us a brain that survives in a changing world by changing itself.

natural selection may be able to explain the survival of a species, but it cannot explain the arrival of a species.

Sharks are more "natural" than life rafts-at least according to vulgar understanding-but, if forced to dive off a sinking ship and swim for my life, I'd rather meet a life raft than a shark! I daresay that radical environmentalists would share this view if the choice were actually forced upon them.2

Y}ou make do with what you're given, and I've spent a good many years learning to write fine-sounding sentences so that I can hide behind them. It's the way of the hermit crab, with nothing to recommend it but the pretty shell it annexes for its own.

Utopian speculations ... must come back into fashion. They are a way of affirming faith in the possibility of solving problems that seem at the moment insoluble. Today even the survival of humanity is a utopian hope.

Ole Massa always see that we get plenty to eat. O' course it was no fancy rations. Just corn bread, milk, fat meat, and 'lasses, but the Lord knows that was lots more than other poor niggers got. Some of them had such bad masters. Us poor niggers never allowed to learn anything. All the readin' they ever hear was when they was carried through the big Bible. The massa say that keep the slaves in they places.

Not a movie to take your children to, nothing to show your ma: the little gougings, the wreck of the way they lived.

The slaves who were ourselves had known terror intimately, confused sunrise with pain, & accepted indifference as kindness.

i survive on intimacy & tomorrow/

El cultivo de lo superfluo y de lo que no supone beneficio puede de todos modos ayudarnos a resistir, a mantener viva la esperanza, a entrever el rayo de la luz que nos permitirá recorrer un camino decoroso.

Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving!

Yes, you learn your lessons as they come your way... And when you have learned them all they can stick red-hot pokers in your wife and babies and you will only laugh to see it. Because you will know by then that people don't matter a damn. Men are like corn growing. The sun burns them up and the rain washes them out and the winter freezes them, and the cavalry tramps them down, but somehow they keep growing. And none of it matters a damn so long as the whisky holds out.

Los hombres son como el maíz. El sol los quema, la lluvia los empapa, el invierno los congela y la Caballería los pisotea, pero a pesar de todo continúan creciendo. Y nada de eso importa mientras haya whisky.