Quotes About Survival

Whereas rape victims' self blaming has often been misunderstood as merely a self-destructive response to rape, arising out of low self-esteem, feelings of shame, or female masochism, and fueled by society's desire to blame the victim, it can also be seen as an adaptive survival strategy, if the victim has no other way of gaining control.

I'm putting on my own oxygen mask," she whispered, doing her best not to give in to the need to throw up. "I'm saving myself. I'm allowed to do that. It's going to be okay.

Charity Jones loved a good disaster movie as much as the next person - she would simply prefer the disaster in question not be about her life.

People have trouble admitting when they act for purely selfish reasons. Telling the truth about something like that forces them to redefine their sense of self. So they make up a story. We all do it. Tell stories to explain the unexplainable. To get by. Sometimes the stories even help us survive that which would otherwise destroy us.

How do any of us get out of this life alive?

Too bad Justice refused to let him toss live grenades to the side of the course. That would add motivation. He knew from personal experience. His personal best time for a quarter-mile run had been in Africa—while being chased by an angry rhino. Imminent death made for a great workout.

People have trouble admitting when they act for purely selfish reasons. Telling the truth about something like that forces them to redefine their sense of self. So they make up a story. We all do it. Tell stories to explain the unexplainable. To get by. Sometimes the stories even help us survive that which would otherwise

Change always happens... We adjust to it. Somehow we figure out a way. We straighten what we can or learn how to like something a little crooked. That's how it is. Something breaks, you fix it as best you can. There's always a way to make something better, even if it means sweeping up the broken pieces and starting all over. That's how we keep moving, keep breathing, keep opening our eyes every morning, even when the only thing we know for sure is that we're still alive.

You can not live at all if you do not learn to adapt yourself to your life as it happens to be.

I feel profoundly alone, cut off, unattractive…I feel unloveable. But I respect that unloveable solider—struggling to survive, struggling to be honest, just, honourable. I respect myself.

I've become passive. I don't invent, I don't yearn. I manage, I cope.

It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe—though we didn't know it at the time. We know it now. Because it's in the past; because we have survived.

Let's take a positive view. The mountain is an emblem of all the forms of wholesale death: the deluge, the great conflagration (sterminator Vesevo, as the great poet was to say), but also of survival, of human persistence. In this instance, nature run amok also makes culture, makes artifacts, by murdering, petrifying history. In such disasters there is much to appreciate.

It's not love that the past needs in order to survive, it's an absence of choices.

When people struggling against an injustice have no hope that anything will ever change, they use their strength to survive; when they think that their actions matter, that same strength becomes a force for positive change.

She reflects on the girl she had been in this place, and the things she had to do in order to survive. For a long time, she'd had to live her child- hood backward, forced to step up and take charge of things that were thrust into her hands.

Survival was a powerful driving force, stronger than hatred and love combined.

For the survivors

She was in the middle of reading The Book Thief about a girl in Nazi Germany surviving something horrific.

Although Margie/Margot's situation seems unlikely, it was informed by real events. The case of Brittany Smith, who in 2018 shot and killed her rapist and was subsequently indicted for murder, was covered in the national press. The only way for her to gain her freedom was to plead guilty, thus branding herself a felon.

informed by real events. The case of Brittany Smith, who in 2018 shot and killed her rapist and was subsequently indicted for murder

Cyntoia Brown was sentenced to life in prison at age sixteen for the murder of the man who subjected her to abuse and sex trafficking;

walking again. But being inconspicuous on

Several times Waves passed over our heads, but they fell back the next instant. We were drenched, we were numbed, we were blinded, we were deafened; but always we were saved.