Quotes About Endurance

But none the less, by some unwritten rule, they all quietly listened to the end of the song and, patient and enduring, did not reveal their mood, but only looked into the glasses before them where, on the shining surface of the plum-brandy, they seemed to see the victories so desired, the fights, the heroes, the glory and the glitter, such as existed nowhere in the world.

naši su doživljaji ?esto tako zamršeni i teški da nije ?udo što ih ljudi pravdaju u?eš?em samog Satane, nastoje?i tako da ih objasne ili bar u?ine lakše podnošljivim.

lukavstvo ide uz bogatstvo; ono mu i prethodi i prati ga dovijeka.

It seems to me, that if people only knew how hard it was for me to endure life, they would find it easier to forgive me for all the wrong things I've done and all the good things that I have failed to do. And they would still find a little compassion within them to pity me.

In the journal of my misery, each sorrow competes for the first place in length and strength.

I had loved one man most of life only to have him leave me not once or twice but four times for someone else.

You don't throw away a whole life just because it's banged up a little. — Jeff Bridges' character in Seabiscuit

Don't just walk through the flames. Get your Fred Astaire on and DANCE through them. Joy is around everywhere, even when the night falls hard.

And you kept fighting even after you were knocked down. Goddamn it, you dragged your ass off the ground and you kept fighting. — John Matthew, LOVER MINE

running is different from drinking in at least one fundamental way—you never regret it when you're done.

We're more RESILIENT. Takes a LOT to destroy a human spirit.

J. Michael Straczynski

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.

Inner strength comes from previous suffering. It sounds like an incongruous statement but the reality is this; if you suffer now and survive it, it makes you better able to deal with suffering in the future.

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

I want to keep you, till the end of days.

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.

Sit up, and no whining. I don't whine. Rarely, he agreed. But when you do, you make up for the lack of quantity with quality.

It was the first day in the life of the new lean and mean Peabody. An hour later, she lay on the grubby floor wheezing like the dying. Her quads and hamstrings burned, her glutes wept, and her arms couldn't stop screaming for mama. Never doing this again, she announced. Yes, you are, she corrected. Can't. Dying. Can. Will. Help me, I think I broke my ass. Wimp, pussy. Shut up.

It's here, inside me, and it'll bite off pieces when it can. But I can take it because you're there. Because you know how it feels. You're the only one who really knows. And becasue you love me enough to feel it. When you look at me, and I see that, I can take anything.

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

Traffic was a bitch, but, then again, Eve thought, so was she.

There are some who believe that without a level of quality, life is only pain.

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