Quotes About Survival

The kind of person that thanks another person never survives. Have you learned nothing?

What are you?" I said irritably. "In the Serengeti, Ms. Lane, I would be the cheetah. I'm stronger, smarter, faster, and hungrier than everything else out there. And I don't apologize to the gazelle when I take it down.

If only [love] could be turned off. It's not a faucet. Love's a bloody river with level-five rapids. Only a catastrophic act of nature or a dam has any chance of stopping it- and then only succeeds in diverting it. Both measures are extreme and change the terrain so much you end up wondering why you bothered. No landmarks to gauge your position when it's done. Only way to survive is to devise new ways to map out life.

Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did.

Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.

My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody's trying to kill me is a good day in my book.

I thought you were disgusted by the people that come to my club." "They're still people." He presses the button again. "If you go outside, you will be killed. If you make noise, you will be sent outside. Don't piss me off." Just like that, Chester's goes completely silent.

If you can't fuck it, eat it or use it for a weapon--kill it.

A lamb in a city of wolves.

I don't believe Barrons is out to destroy mankind. I don't think he particularly cares much for mankind, but I don't think he has any deep-seated desire to see us all wiped out.

Gazelles didn't lie down with lions, at least not unbloodied and alive.

Sometimes, Ms. Lane," he said, "one must break with one's past to embrace one's future. It is never an easy thing to do. It is one of the distinguishing characteristics between survivors and victims. Letting go of what was, to survive what is.

No wonder Barrons was so determined to keep me alive, and I had a Fae prince playing lapdog, and the Lord Master hadn't yet launched a full scale attack against me. They all needed me alive. I was Tigger. I was the only one.

Since I've been on my own, I've been eating a lot of popcorn, cereal, instant noodles, and snack bars. I have a hot plate in my bedroom, a microwave, and a small fridge. That's the kind of kitchen I know how to get around in.

I was a twenty-two-year-old single white female alone in a strange country where my sister had been killed.

I wake up every day with a single imperative: live. By any means necessary. The only way Death will ever get his slimy bastard hands on me is over my dead body.

Seni öldürmeye çal??acaklar.'' ''?yi ki öldürülmem zor.'' Beni tek bir ÅŸey ilgilendiriyordu. ''Ya sen?'' ''Asla.Ben daima koruyaca??m seni.Ä°htiyac?n olduÄŸu her an seni becerip kendine getireceÄŸim.Ölmene asla izin vermeyeceÄŸim.

Love can grown among the rocks and thorns of life.

Life fucks you anonymously. It doesn't want to know your name, doesn't give a shit about your station. The terrain never stops shifting. One minute you think you've got the world by the balls, the next minute you don't know where the fuck the world's balls are.

I'm not helping you, Ms. Lane. I'm entertaining the notion that you might be of use to me. If so, I need you alive.

Death will come, grief will rain down again and again, and the only way to survive it and remain an alive, passionate being is to pay the price of pain every time, or you will become as barbarous and icy as the Fae. It's always going to hurt. But as long as you're still capable of suffering you're still capable of joy. Better the depths of hell and heights of heaven than the horror of feeling nothing.

Furthermore, if I lost my soul, I'd adapt. I always do. Adaptation is my specialty. I practically invented the word.

The things I could teach her Ã¢â'¬Â¦ if she could survive them.

What happens when a sheepdog gets bit by a wolf?" "Duh. It becomes a wolf." "No. It becomes a sheepdog that fights with the lawlessness and savagery of a wolf.