Quotes About Endurance

Love must risk all or perish.

War does not determine who is right — only who is left.

Like war, love - all kinds of love - is for men who can take it. If they dare.

Wars are won in the will.

The War, ' said a soldier proverb, 'will last a hundred years--five years of fighting and ninety-give of winding up the barbed wire.

War is ever the folly of the ignorant. But I have seen much to convince me some wars must be fought, to the bitterest end if need be.

Wouldn't it have been better to conserve your strength and rest?" Ildiko mused after a moment. "I'll sleep long and hard when I'm dead. You defy death by celebrating life.

You are here because some sliver of existence within you says that you are a born fighter. That you will put your life before others, and stand when others fall.

Do not think of defeat if the battle is not won yet

I thought I lost you""You will never lose me." Paul kissed the top of her head. "And even if I have to leave, you must know that I will come back to you again. If you'll wait for me?

Love conquers all. Let Love then smile at our defeat.

Whatever the challenge, never quit, never give up, never surrender.

Victory stands on the back of sacrifice

We will never achieve freedom - not until the very end - but the fight can be so beautiful.

War is like a fire - if you do not put it out, it will burn itself out.

If this long island story of ours is to end at last, let it end only when each one of us lies choking in his own blood upon the ground.

What is left of us? … No countries, no cultures, no wars but still no peace. What's at our core, then? What's still squirming in our bones when everything else is stripped?

Remember if it's not happy then it's not the end so babe keep fighting, you'll win this war.

Victory will not go to those who can inflict the most suffering, but to those who can survive the most.

When it comes down to it, though, the real decision is inevitable: If one of us has to be destroyed, let's make damn sure we're the ones alive at the end.

We adapt to our sorrows, I suppose, as unpleasant as they might be. One cannot weep forever. One simply runs dry of tears.

Surviving Is the only warWe can afford

Lets toil under the sun to build poles of love. And let our roots be planted like strong trees that strong winds can't move.

In life, toughness and roughness go together.