Quotes About Survival

Hate is funny. Love isn't. Love can kill you. Hate can keep you alive.

Love is that condition in the human spirit so profound that it allows me to survive, and better than that, to thrive with passion, compassion, and style.

The main jokes in this film are about big things, love and life and zombies - we all get that.

Love sounded terrible if it made you so weak, you couldn't survive with out it.

No one actually needs another person or another person's love to survive. Love is when we have irrationally convinced ourselves that we do.

The truth is the thing I invented so I could live.

I love Fidel Castro...I respect Fidel Castro. You know why? A lot of people have wanted to kill Fidel Castro for the last 60 years, but that motherfucker is still here.

So often the end of a love affair is death by a thousand cuts, so often its survival is life by a thousand stitches.

Love each other or perish.

I always love some sci-fi and any type of post-apocalyptic world idea.

The salutory effect of surviving a heart-attack: One felt that nothing mattered beyond kindness, good manners and humour

I love the history of photography and one process has always replaced another. However, very, very few have disappeared.

Love's more than holding hands and going to dances. It's two people who struggle to live, even when they should maybe both be dead. When one of them would be better off dead.

Because they have been in love they have survived everything that life could throw at them, even their own failures.

Love did not overcome everything. Love did not always endure. All you had could be taken away, love could be the last thing you had, and then love could be taken too.

Civilizations rose and fell; what caused them to be remembered was not their contribution to knowledge or culture, not even the size of their empires, but rather how much force they extorted upon the landscape.

The newspapers said nobody made it out alive. Surely you didn't trust them.

Civilizations rose and fell; what caused them to be remembered was not their contribution to knowledge or culture, not even the size of their empires, but rather how much force they exerted upon the landscape. This was what survived them. A hundred billion lives had passed without leaving a mark since the Egyptians had raised their pyramids, changing the world not figuratively but literally.

When the leader of the pack springs and fails to kill, the rest of the pack tear him to pieces.

The dead walk among us.

According to Darwin's Origin of Species, it is not the most intellectual of the species that survives; it is not the strongest that survives; but the species that survives is the one that is best able to adapt and adjust to the changing environment in which it finds itself.

But no matter what happens to the surviving humans, there will always be the walking dead.

A lot less energy to convert animal into animal than vegetable into animal. And the brain boost we got from that bonanza. Tools, language, cooperation. You can see the incentive for all the advances that make us human. More meat. Bigger brains. Bigger brains. More meat. I wonder what it looked like, when we first tasted fresh blood. What did we think? What did we feel? That moment when everything changed. From scavenger to predator. Hunted to hunter.

Survival is the key word to remember—not victory, not conquest, just survival.