Quotes About Survival

You can let your breath out," she said, moving around to the side of the tub. She gave him the bottle again. "here, have another drink. I'm all done. You're going to live." "I knew I was going to survive the injury," he said lowly. His eyes held hers. "I didn't know if I was going to survive your attentions.

They want me to do something, and I'll do it, or I won't do it, and it'll work or not, and I'll survive or not.

Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle: When the sun comes up, you'd better be running!

What allows genius to flower is not neurosis but its opposite... ordinary Sunday-school virtues such as tenacity and above all the ability to survive disappointment.

It is some accomplishment to suffer fear, but to plod on nonetheless. There is some pride in survival.

Everything's got a purpose, really - you just have to look for it. Cats are good at keeping old dogs alive. Loss helps you reach for gain. Death helps you celebrate life. War helps you work for peace. A flood makes you glad you're still standing. And a tall boy can stop the wind so a candle of hope can burn bright.

Cope or die.

My favorite star fact is: stars die but can keep on glowing. I like stubbornness in a star.

The historian Arnold Toynbee says of it, "The human race's prospects of survival were considerably better when we were defenseless against tigers than they are today when we have become defenseless against ourselves.

In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is stoned to death.

You're going to have some really sexy scars back here, Owe." "Do girls go for that sort of thing?" She was surprised to hear him speak and realized he'd spit out the piece of wood. It was marred with impressions of his teeth. "Scars like this are a sign you've survived in battle." "Some battle," he said ruefully. "Me and a cactus going three rounds, and I nearly bit the dust.

Something had been taken away from him in the war, against his will, and he would never be the same. Years in labour camps, in mountains, in salt mines: only solitude was natural to him now. Some part of him was terminally tired. He was beyond intimacy. The pretence at normality, the weight of the past, the unreality of the days here had exhausted him.

You are going to get strong! You are going to walk!" "Mama, please!" "You want to know why? They take the weak ones first." Everything was always about the war.

And while he worked he told her about the hand that had been holding his. Debbie gasped. "How could you stand it? I'm glad it didn't happen to me! I would have died, right there on the stairs, and you would have had to drag my body all the way down.

I start with competition in Part 1 for the simple reason that if there were no competition, there would be no need for strategy. Competitive rivalry is a relentless process working against a company's ability to find and maintain an advantage.

When I was born, my mother asked, 'Will she live?' The doctor said, "Only if you take your foot off her throat

I do a lot of lectures on survival. I always say you can't change what happened, so have a little wallow, feel very sorry for yourself, and then get up and move forward. You can't change what happened.

Survival is something only the rich take lightly

you have to remember that even the humble lizard uses camouflage to save his skin. The little anole can change his color when necessary.

To die on a dying Earth - I'd live, if only to weep.

I left her wallpapering her much-loved, much-tended little corner of hell.

Thus in the bad days, in the dark swampy times.

Well, let's look on the bright side," I said, deciding he needed a distraction. "Don't." "The good news is that we'll probably be either rescued or dead before we have to worry about serious hypothermia. There's always a silver lining, Hunter.

Angry Ruger? Fine. Horny Ruger? I'd gotten used to that, too. But Ruger as a gentle lover? I didn't have room for that in my head, not if I wanted to survive and move forward with my life.