Quotes About Survival

And believe me when I say you will survive this, and that you must for all of us. You will survive because you always have and you always will.

Nem tehetünk egyebet - gondolta magában -, mint küzdünk az életben maradásért, megÅ'rizzük ép elménket, és tanúként szemlélve a világot abban reménykedünk, hogy ez az egész valahogy értelmet nyer.

This is a young one, an innocent one, and I'll make the decision as to whether he survives or not.

I told myself anything I needed to keep my sanity.

If the world comes to an end, I shall be well dressed for it, whether it is by the light of day or this dark of night.

They adjust, I believe that's the word. They adjust and they reach for the stars in their own way. I tell you it's wondrous to me. They make me think of the wildflowers that grow in the cracks of the pavements, just pushing up into the sun, no matter how many feet crush them down

I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had

He released her hand back in her own lap. Sometimes you give up what you love to stay alive. Have you ever had to do that? He turned his head to look at her so long it should have been dangerous, but he seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to the road. It's coming, he said. And he turned away, driving into the slowly dawning day.

I will give you a little hint," Emma said with a wry smile. "A whore's trick, but a good one. It's a part that you're playing, like a grand actress on the stage. It isn't you. It has nothing to do with you. You're simply using your body in service to something necessary. You can smile and flirt and dance and pretend you're someone entirely different, and it won't matter. You, the real you, will still be safe inside.

She should feel sick. Horrified, stunned. But the horrible truth was, she felt fine. He killed. He killed to protect her. And some ancient, atavistic streak inside her wanted to preen and purr. She was one sick puppy.

He turned back, and there was an odd light in his eyes. "Did I ever tell you that I can't live without you?" he said. "No," she said. "You can tell me about it when we survive." She could barely breathe, death was eating its way toward her, and she wanted to laugh out loud with the joy of it.

She came at him sideways, away from his legs, reaching down to pull the duct tape away. He didn't even notice the pain, spitting out the rag someone had put in his mouth earlier. She turned, and handed him a bottle of water. You're probably thirsty. The drug I gave you tends to make your mouth dry. No, I think that was caused by the sock someone stuffed in there, he said. Your work?

They had known each other for many years. Young Jacob had found his way onto a ship borne for the tropics, indentured to a pair of wealthy male planters, and he'd run away, ending up at the decaying ruins of La Briere, the plantation house of the de Malheurs. Lucien had been living there alone, the only survivor of a virulent outbreak of cholera, and the two young men, barely more than boys, had bonded together, determined to escape.

Talvolta bisogna rinunciare a quel che si ama per sopravvivere.» Takashi le lasciò la mano. «Hai mai dovuto farlo?» Lui si voltò a guardarla per un tempo talmente lungo che sarebbe potuto essere pericoloso, ma sembrava avere una sorta di sesto senso quando si trattava del traffico. «Sto per farlo adesso» replicò.

It was beginning to get a bit cooler out, thank heaven. One thing she was never going to adjust to was how you needed constant air conditioning here. People were dependent upon it in the same way that space travelers were dependent upon their oxygen tanks. It seemed possible that if the electricity went off, they could actually die. When Willa thought about that too long, it made her feel kind of panicky.

But what helped more was to walk down a crowded sidewalk sometimes, or through a busy shopping mall, and reflect that almost everyone there had suffered some terrible loss. Sometimes more than one loss. Many had lost their dearest loves, but look at them: they were managing. They were putting one foot in front of the other. Some were even smiling. It could be done.

You almost died," a nurse told her. But that was nonsense. Of course she wouldn't have died; she had children. When you have children, you're obligated to live.

The universe that suckled us is a monster that does not care if we live or die--it does not care if it itself grinds to a halt. It is a beast running on chance and death, careening from nowhere to nowhere. It is fixed and blind, a robot programmed to kill. We are free and seeing; we can only try to outwit it at every turn to save our lives.

life by its mere appalling length is a feat of endurance for which you haven't the strength.

Evolution loves death more than it loves you or me. This is easy to write, easy to read, and hard to believe... Are my values then so diametrically opposed to those that nature preserves? This is the key point.

Maybe that was why she was helping Madeleine. She was a manipulative bitch, but Dess couldn't imagine living in any other reality than the one those manipulations had created. In a way, Dess owed the old mindcaster something. Like her life, such as it was.

Let's kill a rabbit," Col says when he wakes up.

It's wrong to live in nature, unless you want to live like an animal.

Nature was tough, it could be dangerous, but unlike Dr. Cable or Shay or Peris—unlike people in general—it made sense.