Quotes About Survival

In surviving the wave circumstance you learn lessons that you can use to survive the life circumstance.

The Gezer Calendar is a limestone inscription from the mid- or late 900s B.C., thought to be the earliest survival of written Hebrew. Discovered in A.D. 1908 at the site of the ancient city of Gezer in what is now southern Israel, the "calendar" briefly lists the months of the year by farming duties.

Certain motherfuckers think they can fuck with my shit, but you can't kill the Rooster. You might can fuck him up some times, but, bitch, nobody kills the motherfucking Rooster. You know what I'm saying?

Certain motherfuckers think they can fuck with my shit, but you can't kill the Rooster. You might can fuck him up some times, but, bitch, nobody kills the motherfucking Rooster. You know what I'm saying?

In a domain like oncology, two things are continually changing: conventional treatments and our knowledge of what each of us can do individually to reinforce the effect of these treatments. If the circumstances change, the survival curve changes too.

The objective, when you have cancer and want to combat fatality, is to make sure you find yourself in the long tail of the curve.

In his suicide note, Kurt Cobain wrote, "It's better to burn out than to fade away." He was quoting a Neil Young song about Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols. When I was twenty-four, I interviewed John Lennon. I asked him about this sentiment, one that pervades rock and roll. He took strong, outraged exception to it. "It's better to fade away like an old soldier than to burn out, " he said. "I worship people who survive. I'll take the living and the healthy.

It must be like a soldier in a trench during a bombing raid. I've shut down every nonessential emotion—worry, fear—concentrating every neuron in my new brain on the moment in order to stay alive.

It was so sick, I started laughing," she says. "I laughed and cried at the same time. That's when it struck me that I can't take my life as long as I can still laugh.

Imagine the life of the last human. Someone was the last Neanderthal. One day, Homo sapien's time will come too. Someone will be the last of our species. What a strange fate that is. They won't have anyone to tell their tale to

David Sosnowski

Bletchley said, sweating freshly in the heat of the bus. 'Some of the species adapt, others don't. In effect, when coal is acquired by wholly mechanical means or perhaps isn't even needed at all, people like Batty and his brothers, and Stringer, won't have a function. And when the function ceases so does the species, or those parts of it that can't recognize or create a further function.

If we pollute the air, water and soil that keep us alive and well, and destroy the biodiversity that allows natural systems to function, no amount of money will save us.

We know that deprivation of love can kill people. What are the effects of being deprived of a living environment?

This book is meant to tell the story of Indian lives, and Indian histories, in such a way as to render those histories and those lives as something much more, much greater and grander, than a catalog of pain.

In 1891, the Indians who remained everywhere poked their heads aboveground and surveyed the desolation of their homelands and asked the question Indians had been asking since the beginning: What can we do next to survive?

Alberta thought for a moment, and took a live mouse out of her pocket by its tail before dropping it into Wagner's mouth. The bird wolfed the unfortunate creature whole.

Zoe had to do something or she would be roadkill.

No one forced us to dope, but in the end, you were either in or out: you couldn't survive in the sport without doing it.

Jijji is a traitor. One of the most vicious and brutal humans that you can ever come into contact with. His blood is like snake venom, and his mouth is like a black widow's. He will kill and eat his own family in order for his own survival, which is backwards. There is no such thing as living, if you do not have your family. He's not supposed to treat us like this. We are all family right here, right now.

Evolution has given us minds tuned for survival and only incidentally for truth.

Do we have a plan?" she asked. "Yes," he told her. "Shoot everything that moves.

Caxton crawled into the back while Arkeley took the front passenger seat. His fused vertebrae trumped her sprained ribs, he announced.

It turns out that dying in a blaze of glory is surprisingly easy, but living on, after your moment of triumph, is the hardest thing in the world.