Quotes About Survival

For an instant, she was certain she was dead, but … the universe continued to exist. She continued to exist.

The desert surrounds your every step and you walk forever a thirsty man.

How do I explain a life that has lasted for billions of years? It is almost as if I must start with an apology for being alive when everyone I once knew is dead.

Does love survive? Yes, I thought, somewhere in some place it is saved and made sacred.

The murder program accelerated in the spring of 1943. German troops entered the Warsaw ghetto and killed thousands of Jews in street fighting. In the south, the Nazis began deporting Greek Jews from Salonika to Auschwitz. In the north, they deported Dutch Jews to Sobibor, gassing about 34,000 people there as they arrived. The SS also arranged a special transport for 3,000 Jewish mothers and children from the Netherlands; they murdered all of them.11

Wartime collaboration with the Nazis frequently

Wolff was successful in that effort and wrote of his "special joy (besondere Freude) now that five thousand members of the Chosen People are going to Treblinka every day.

I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give it up, to give anything to let her live, to let her make it through the night.

If anyone here is alive," he called out again, "groan or make some sound and we'll take you out." He looked around the auditorium, taking in the burned seats, the blackened walls, the twisted piles of debris on the stage, and the smoldering bodies of the dead. But the devastated Iroquois Theater was silent.

All we can hope for is that, whatever the outcome, the people we care about survive and escape." - Dannyl

What I wanted was to get away. But the moon was too far beyond, and there were white bits under me, where the flesh was shredded off and the bone gleamed that famed ivory, and those below cowered and, if they were not quick enough, were spattered in blood. Then came the jolt, as of a fall, and I saw the leg was caught in an ungainly way in the smaller branches of a mutamba tree, the foot hooked, long like that infamous fruit.

if someone smiles at you it does not mean they're happy. It just means "I think that if I smile I might get out of this alive!" [ http://brickmag.com/interview-tsitsi-... ]

Your fancy book learnin' should've thaught you that the strong do what they want and the weak endure what they must. Now bring me your finest meats and cheeses and be quick about it!

If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day.

I know what good morals are, but you're supposed to disregard good morals when you're living in a crazy, bad world. If you're in hell, how can you live like an angel? You're surrounded by devils,trying to be an angel? That's like suicide.

we wouldn't ask why a rose that grew from the concrete for having damaged petals, in turn, we would all celebrate its tenacity, we would all love its will to reach the sun, well, we are the roses, this is the concrete and these are my damaged petals, dont ask me why, thank god, and ask me how

When I reached Grand Gulf May 3d I had not been with my baggage since the 27th of April and consequently had had no change of underclothing, no meal except such as I could pick up sometimes at other headquarters, and no tent to cover me. The first thing I did was to get a bath, borrow some fresh underclothing from one of the naval officers and get a good meal on the flag-ship.

When I first went on deck I entered the captain's room adjoining the pilot-house, and threw myself on a sofa. I did not keep that position a moment, but rose to go out on the deck to observe what was going on. I had scarcely left when a musket ball entered the room, struck the head of the sofa, passed through it and lodged in the foot.

The rest is just sex, copulation, the perpetuation of the vile species.

Öyle bir an geliyor ki,insan?n içinde bir ÅŸeyler k?r?l?yor;ne enerji ne istek kal?yor. YaÅŸamak gerekir diyorlar ama yaÅŸamak son vadede intihara sürükleyen bir sorun

Only an unhinged movie survives as a disconnected series of images, of peaks, of visual icebergs. It should display not one central idea but many. It should not reveal a coherent philosophy of composition. It must live on, and because of, its glorious ricketiness.

Pentru a supravie?ui, trebuie s? spunem pove?ti.

We lists because we don't want to die.

Adso —me dijo con impaciencia el maestro—, aprende a razonar con tu cabeza. —Después cambió de tema—: Ahora debemos interrogar a algunas personas. Al menos —añadió mientras exploraba la meseta con la mirada— mientras sigan vivas.