Quotes About Survival

Todo esto, y mucho más, puede ocurrir mientras prevalezca la doctrina Muasher. Mientras la población general permanezca pasiva, apática y desviada hacia el consumismo o el odio a los vulnerables, los poderosos pueden hacer lo que les plazca; y los que sobrevivan podrán contemplar el resultado.

If capital is privately controlled, then people are going to have to rent themselves in order to survive. Now, you can say, "they rent themselves freely, it's a free contract"—but that's a joke. If your choice is, "do what I tell you or starve," that's not a choice

If capital is privately controlled, then people are going to have to run tonsils in order to survive. Now, you can say, they rent themselves freely, it's a free contract - but that's a joke. If you are choice is, do what I tell you are starve, that's not a choice - it's infact what was commonly referred to as 'wage slavery in more civilized times, like the eighteenth and nineenth centuries.

August 6, 1945, the first day of the countdown to what may be the inglorious end of this strange species, which attained the intelligence to discover the effective means to destroy itself, but — so the evidence suggests — not the moral and intellectual capacity to control its worst instincts

at every stage of history our concern must be to dismantle those forms of authority and oppression that survive from an era when they might have been justified in terms of the need for security or survival or economic development, but that now contribute to—rather than alleviate—material and cultural deficit. If

vamos a poner fin a la raza humana, o la humanidad renunciará a la guerra?».

I can make a case that I regret nothing. After all, most of my mistakes turned out to be things I survived, or turned into funny stories, or, on occasion, even made money from.

Books were to my family's house like beds and stoves, the most basic items, necessary for survival

The baby I could keep came when I was already dead. I was twelve when I was murdered, fourteen when I looked into the Yalu River and, finding no face looking back at me, knew that I was dead. I wanted to let the Yalu's currents carry my body to where it might find my spirit again, but the Japanese soldiers hurried me across the bridge before I could jump.

it taught me, that when a woman lets herself love, she loses. it taught me that to survive, you rely on yourself first and last. -adrianne It should have also taught you that sometimes love has no threshold. -philip

I'm damned if I'm going to be eaten by a bear when I'm naked. I'm sure it's a more pleasant experience dressed.

You are wise as well as short. I can also break bricks with my bare hands. That's a handy skill if you ever find yourself walled up in the basement of an abandoned house by a psychopath.

You said you survived, Anna, but you didn't. You triumphed. Everything about you is a testament to courage and strength. When she stared at him, obviously stunned, he smiled a little. You didn't get either from a social worker or a counselor. They just helped you figure out how to use it. I figure you got it from your mother. She must have been a hell of a woman. She was, Anna murmured, near tears again. So are you.

It's a pretty big deal, not being dead, and I wanted to stay that way.

Nature's a bitch and she barely tolerates us.

Perhaps it was simple reflex, her own instinct for survival. Or perhaps it had been his words, bringing back the horror of her mother's death. But when he reached for the satchel, Adrianne ignored the knife and brought her foot up hard between his legs. The knife clattered to the ground only seconds before he did. Bastard, she muttered as she sent the knife careening into the dark. Now your pride's as small as your brain and just as useless. Well put, Philip said as he came up behind her.

Love survives, you see. Through fear, through heartache, even through death.

The air scored his throat on each breath like crushed glass.

The boy had believed, absolutely, he'd never fall. The man knew he'd survive if he did.

Every day, in the midst of tragedy and despair, people go on. Every one of those who go on lives with loss, lives with uncertainty. Every one has a story to tell, of a life that was, a life that is. This is Ben's story.

remembered in bits and pieces. A storm at sea, drowning waves swamping

Get clear!" he shouted as the crack of gunfire, the whiz of arrows in flight ripped through the city's canyons. A girl of about sixteen, blood running down her face, leaped out. "Screw that." She grabbed for a charred piece of wood and, wielding it like a club, rushed into the fight.

driven out. The cougar and the wolf stay, but

Rhea survived an extended visit to the room housing Lord Nelson's cufflinks, while I learned to my delight that even mere mortals could partake of the Covers, the most basic sources for most Royal Navy warship designs. It was Alan who taught me that the Covers were not enough, that I should go to the PRO, too.