Quotes About Survival

Bread made of inferior flour, which was occasionally sour, was issued. The meat was rusty bacon or beef-neck. Twice in one year we had good cuts of beef, but it was so far decayed as to be offensive. Occasionally we had a few worm-eaten peas, and twice I saw some small potatoes . . . . Rats were caught in and about the sinks, and sold freely. The slop-barrels were raked, and bread-crusts were fished out, to be dried in the sun and eaten.

Survivors can't always choose their methods.

You can't cage an eagle for long without destroying it.

You can't cage an eagle for long without destroying it.

Survivors can't always choose their methods.

Damn it," I said. "I don't suppose you have any ideas on how to kill Littleton." He smiled at me, his teeth very white in the darkness of his face. "Eat him," he said.

Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.

People will do amazing things to ensure their survival.

Paranoia: the gift of the survivor and the burden of the overtired, stressed, and terrified...

I thought you were dead. Stupid. As if I'd die without taking you with me.

Anna: "I thought Indians built fires with fiction." Charles: "I can do that, but I'd like to eat sometime in the next day or so. Sterno and Bic are much faster.

Change is neither good nor bad. It's just change. Frightening, but survivable.

Death is not to be feared. Death is easy. It is living that is brutal.

I need you to survive , he answered me without speaking, without looking at me. I need to know you survive.

People who say that vampires don't care about anyone except themselves are mostly right—but sometimes they are very and lethally wrong.

Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium was not on any list of things he enjoyed—or things he was good at. At least no one had died. Yet.

Honey, ... When a wolf watches a lamb, he's not thinking about the lamb's mommy.

Your ability to survive anything that gets thrown at you sometimes leaves the rest of us swallowing ulcer medication for days afterward. I don't like the taste of Maalox.

You aren't up to dealing with werewolf business." "Seems to me that she's been dealing just fine," Adam said mildly. "She killed two of them in as many days and came out of it without a scratch." "Luck," said Samuel. "Is it?" In my rearview mirror, I saw Adam close his eyes as he finished in almost a whisper. "Maybe so. When I was in the army, we kept lucky soldiers where they would do us the most good." "Adam

There was something about that man when he was all angry and dangerous that got my blood up. Sometimes my survival instincts are not what they should be.

Never run from a predator. Even the most behaved of them will have a hard time restraining themselves from chasing after a prey.

Running from vampires, again. Still. Go me!

His smile grew, and the dimple appeared and … and I kissed him. I rested my body against him, at an angle so I didn't squish the cat, and thought, Here is my happiness. Here is my reason to survive. Here is my home.

Survival is not a pretty business.