Quotes About Survival

After he left the house, she dried her hair and dressed in a pair of old, comfortable jeans and a white hoodie. Ordinarily, she'd take the time to put on makeup, but today she didn't feel the need to hide anything. She was who she was: a woman who'd survived a war of the heart and had the wrinkles to prove it.

After he left the house, she dried her hair and dressed in a pair of old, comfortable jeans and a white hoodie. Ordinarily, she'd take the time to put on makeup, but today she didn't feel the need to hide anything. She was who she was: a woman who'd survived a war of the heart and had the wrinkles to prove it. (Night Road, page 382)

Finally, through the gray, we saw them. Three officers on horseback led. We ran outside to cheer, but the men were quiet and thin. The sight of them took my breath away. "They have no shoes," Elizabeth whispered. We watched for several minutes as they passed by. We were unable to speak. Their footprints left blood in the snow.

Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn't dead.

Love is what remains when everything else is gone.

As we know, there are lessons to be learned from history. Hope to be derived from hardships faced before. We've gone through bad times before and survived, even thrived. History has shown us the strength and durability of the human spirit, In the end, it is our idealism and our courage and our commitment to one another--what we have in common--that will save us.

There was a pain that came with constant disapproval; a sense of having lost something unnamed, unknown. Elsa had survived it by being quiet, by not demanding or seeking attention, by accepting that she was loved, but unliked.

We draw our strength from the very despair in which we have been forced to live. We shall endure. —CÉSAR CHÁVEZ

We draw our strength from the very despair in which we have been forced to live. We shall endure.

She was crying for it all at last--for the pain and loss and fear and anger, for the war and what it had done to her and to all of them, for the knowledge of evil she could never shake, for the horror of where she'd been and what she'd done to survive.

colossal rigidity, whether in dinosaurs or dictatorships, has a very poor record of evolutionary survival.

I am impressed anew by... how much the harshness that challenges life is what causes the beauty. Birds fly because they must escape predators and search for food. Trees grow skyward because they compete fiercely with other trees for light. Living things need something to push off of. Each of us needs challenges to give us the right shape.

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.Shovel them under and let me work—I am the grass; I cover all.

The people will live on.The learning and blundering people will live on.They will be tricked and sold and again soldAnd go back to the nourishing earth for rootholds.

All that can justify killing is 'an existential threat to one's own way of life. . . . To demand seriously of human beings that they kill others and be prepared to die themselves so that trade and industry may flourish for the survivors or that the purchasing power of grandchildren may grow is sinister and crazy.

The cat is the only animal without visible means of support who still manages to find a living in the city.

Evolution has taught them that pointless harm will ultimately harm themselves.

It is we who are the parasites, and Earth the host

Most of us adapt; eventually learning to navigate on ground we no longer trust to be steady. We gradually come to accept that our questions will not be answered. We try not to torture ourselves for having failed to predict the coming catastrophe and preventing our loved ones from taking their lives.

Anche nei momenti più tragici, i bisogni elementari della vita reclamavano di essere soddisfatti.

I believe that our species will not last long. It does not seem to be made of the stuff that has allowed the turtle, for example, to continue to exist more or less unchanged for hundreds of millions of years, for hundreds of times longer, that is, than we have even been in existence. We belong to a short-lived genus of species. All of our cousins are already extinct. What's more, we do damage. The brutal climate and environmental changes that we have triggered are unlikely to spare us.

Our fear of death seems to me to be an error of evolution.

The possibility of predicting something in the future obviously improves our chances of survival, and consequently, evolution has selected the neural structures that allow it. We are the result of this selection. This being between past and future events is central to our mental structure. This, for us, is the flow of time.

We are structured to manage precisely this: information; and remain in existence thanks to this.