Quotes About Survival

The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives

She raised her head finally. He looked the same, but then, he always did. She'd seem him kill twice, and he betrayed no reaction at all. He was a monster, not even human. But he was her monster...

She'd read once that if you ran into a bear in the woods you should avoid eye contact and you shouldn't run away, but all she knew about wolves is that you should never tell them how to find your grandmother's house.

She saw signs of another village in the distance—she smelled smoke and saw the faint glow of something like civilization. But there was nothing for her there. She had to go get Jack now, and anyway, she was safer out here with the wolves.

The woods do not mean you well.

He liked to introduce himself to his new victims with: "I am Kees Kaptein, the greatest Jew crusher in the Netherlands!

It's not the strongest of the species that survives, neither is it the most intelligent that survives. It is the most adaptable to change.

They knew where they were going by then—Ravensbrück, the concentration camp set up by Himmler in 1938 for all the women who did not fit the Aryan Kinder-Küche-Kirche ideal: criminals, prostitutes, Roma, and, in recent years, increasing numbers of Resistance fighters from all over Europe.

Fond as [Naomi James] was of her faraway fiancé, another solo sailor, 'I'm a natural loner because as long as I know [my fiancé] is alive and well, I don't really worry about him. He has his life to live and I've got mine, and if I can survive then I'm sure he can.

Some of us have spent our whole lives committing suicide. And some of us survived.

Cette méchanceté était son ressort vital, sa force pour résister à la misère et croire qu'il était un homme.

en realidad a todo el mundo le daba igual cómo se viviría dentro de cuarenta años, solo querían llegar vivos.

High-tech tomatoes. Mysterious milk. Supersquash. Are we supposed to eat this stuff? Or is it going to eat us?

Devotion is a spiritual act of egoless surrender. When the Self blinds the spirit too tightly, then devotion expands the blinding by lifting us beyond ourselves. We get the powerful lesson that the Self survives even without constant attention.

Man — despite his artistic pretensions, his sophistication, and his many accomplishments — owes his existence to a six inch layer of topsoil and the fact that it rains.

It's a dog eat dog world and I'm wearing milk bone underwear.

I thought I was going to be killed. The casualties were so heavy, it was just a given. I learned to take each day, each mission, as it came. That's an attitude I've carried into my professional life. I take each case, each job, as it comes.

My parents were not professionals. They were products of the Depression.

If my businesses or my investments are not profitable, then I don't eat. And I like to eat.

It's so weird, like, it's not like Gamergate is the only bad thing to happen to me. I've been homeless before, I've had to come through other stuff. A profoundly abusive childhood, but at least that stuff feels like I got to move on from it, that stuff is in the past.

I think that genetically we're programmed to battle each other.

Is there a better example of natural selection in action than 'Project Runway?'

It is very certain that the desire of life prolongs it.

I wasn't dreaming of freedom when I escaped from North Korea... I was willing to risk my life for the promise of a bowl of rice.