Quotes About Survival

El futuro trae consigo lo desconocido; por tanto, la inflexibilidad y la falta de voluntad para cambiar traen la certeza de la extinción.

Look for your inspiration to the victorious lobster,

All that matters, from a Darwinian perspective, is permanence—and the dominance hierarchy, however social or cultural it might appear, has been around for some half a billion years. It's permanent. It's real.

Living things die, after all, without attention. Life is indistinguishable from effortful maintenance.

Even if I was "traumatized," what would be the point of having survived it only to have to pay someone else to complain to about it, rather than turn it into something positive?

Being is all the more "natural" the longer it has lasted.

If you truly love someone, it can seem a deep form of betrayal to stay integrated and healthy, in essence, in their absence or sadly waning presence. What does that ability indicate, after all, about the true depths of your love? If you can witness their demise and survive the loss, does that not imply that the bond was shallow and temporary, and even replaceable? If you were truly bonded, should not it destroy you (as it sometimes does)?

in the winter from cars, but not for the reasons you think. It wasn't automobiles sliding on icy roads and running them over. Only loser cats died that way.

Even a man on a sinking ship can be happy when he clambers aboard a lifeboat!

The wise and ancient parts of you, seriously concerned with your survival, are neither easy to deceive nor to set aside.

The "fit" in "fitness" is therefore the matching of organismal attribute to environmental demand.

Si la Madre Naturaleza no se mostrara tan dedicada a acabar con nosotros, nos resultaría mucho más fácil vivir en total armonía con lo que dispone.

Ya estábamos compitiendo por una posición antes de tener piel, manos, pulmones o huesos. Así, hay pocas cosas más naturales que la cultura. Las jerarquías de dominación son más antiguas que los árboles.

dominance hierarchies have been an essentially permanent feature of the environment to which all complex life has adapted.

the circuits that engage you — for example when you're having an argument about something fundamental with someone that you love. So you're trying to structure the world around you, jointly, to create a habitable space that you both can exist within. You're using the same circuits — the abstracted version — that our archaic ancestors would have used when they went out into the unknown itself to encounter beasts and predators and geographical unknowns.

Because we are so scientific now—and so determinedly materialistic—it is very difficult for us even to understand that other ways of seeing can and do exist. But those who existed during the distant time in which the foundational epics of our culture emerged were much more concerned with the actions that dictated survival (and with interpreting the world in a manner commensurate with that goal) than with anything approximating what we now understand as objective truth.

you have to run as fast as you can just to stay in the same place.

It is a truism of biology that evolution is conservative.

The human race has been dealing with loss and death forever. We are the descendants of those who could manage it.

A rabbit isn't virtuous, it just can't do anything except getting eaten. It's not virtuous. If you're a monster and you don't act monstrously, then that's virtuous.

El ritmo actual de destrucción de la biodiversidad es comparable e incluso superior al de las perturbaciones ambientales que produjeron las grandes extinciones en masa (incluida la que acabó con los dinosaurios).

Los pobres nunca salimos de pobres, pero a veces eso también nos mantiene a flote.

Lo único que sabía, por instinto, era que los más pequeños rezumaban egoísmo. Formaba parte de su propia inocencia. Egoísmo por precaución, por supervivencia, por necesidad.

Los dos atrapados en medio de ninguna parte. Los dos sintiéndose residuos de un mundo en aras de desaparecer. Ni la vieja policía ni los viejos periodistas tenían cabida en lo que se avecinaba. El fascismo era control. Absoluto.