Quotes About Survival

In the process of surviving in an environment that is void of trust, children also learn to deny themselves and their wounds in order to protect the image and needs of the big people in the environment.

What am I supposed to do without you?" "Live. That's all. Just live." "I don't know if I know how." "You'll figure it out," I said, and curled up against him. There were two hours left before four o'clock. And in those two hours, we lived a lifetime.

I won't be the first man to spend his life barely alive, he told himself. Men did it. It was no great feat. He would live--he'd live a few scant miles from the heart of life, on its chill periphery. That suited him after all.

She was singed, bleeding, bruised, and furiously alive.

She raised her eyes to his. They had both come from misery, she thought, and survived it. They had been drawn together through violence and tragedy, and had overcome it. They walked different paths and had found a mutual route. Some things last, she thought. Some ordinary things. Like love.

Life, she remembered, had to be lived, even - and maybe particularly - in the middle of death

Love changes everything. I proposed to my wife after we limped away from a physical altercation with another serial killer. Good times." "Feels

I don't remember, and I don't want to remember. I've been a victim, and once you have, you need to do whatever it takes not to be one again

To have birthed and bred her, beaten and raped her all for selling her to other scum. What god made such creatures as that and set them to prey on innocents?

mostly suck—it's the law of averages, I figure, especially when you're on the job. Then you cross paths with people like that. Bad shit's happened to them, seriously bad shit, but they still come out of it decent.

I mean, when certain beliefs and traditions survive for centuries, there's a reason for it." "Sure there is, human beings are, and always have been, gullible. And there are, and always have been, individuals who know how to exploit that gullibility.

Monsters never die.

A dog who'd been kicked often enough knew to stay down.

the ground—she was a little thing, barely a hundred pounds—until the lack of oxygen had her going limp.

Demons don't die, Eve, we just learn to live with them.

I've seen her face death, her own and others'. I've seen her face the misery and fears of her past and the shadows that cover pieces of it. I've seen her terrified of her own feelings. But she stood. She gathered herself and stood up to it. And this, this departmental procedure, has destroyed her.

she'd survived Death by Expense Report

maybe Reineke would've survived the blast—then he'd never have gotten over surviving it

himself first and last. He'd had to, in order to survive and then to succeed. One was every bit as important to him as the other. The habit was difficult to

Those who survived lived forever with that echo of what was gone sounding inside their heads.

The jackal rips out the hare's bowels, but the world rolls on.

Anyway, said Robert, they got a big fright. After that they started dropping pellets in the water and digging latrines and spraying for flies and bringing buckets of soap. But do you think they do it because they love us? Not a hope. They prefer it that we live because we look too terrible when we get sick and die. If we grew thin and turned into paper and then into ash and floated away, they wouldn't give a stuff for us. They just don't want to get upset. They want to go to sleep feeling good.

It was no longer a matter of growing a fat crop, only of growing enough for the seed not to die out. There will be another year, he consoled himself, another summer in which to try again.

Für wahre Marktgläubige macht es keinen Sinn, wenn du sagst, dass es dir kein Vergnügen macht, dich in einen Wettbewerb mit deinen Mitmenschen zu begeben, und dass du dich lieber zurückziehen möchtest. Du kannst dich ja zurückziehen, wenn du möchtest, sagen sie, aber deine Konkurrenten werden es ganz gewiss nicht tun. Sobald du deine Waffen niederlegst, wirst du abgeschlachtet. Wir sind unausweichlich gefangen in einem Krieg aller gegen alle.