Quotes About Endurance

I got weary," Cal says. "Bone-weary." He did. Every morning got to be like waking up with the flu, knowing he had to trek miles up a mountain.

Days dragged on in this town like they were getting paid by the minute.

Your strength is the strength of stones. Suddenly

If you run away from trouble, it always follows.' Rather my impression, too. Though that never stopped me trying.

He ached with weariness, but it became part of him; he scarcely noticed now that he was weary, he might always have been thus, it was so familiar to him.

Love things that last

The strength to go on must come from within, not without, or it crushes instead of building up the heart.

We sit like that until the sun bleeds into the night sky and the cracks in the wooden shed door glow pink. When this happens I know we've made it through the worst of it. Pain is like sadness; both are easier to bear in daylight.

Vlady smiled to himself. He was fifty-six today. What had loomed in the distance like a giant iceberg had finally caught up with him, but he had survived the encounter. He was still alive. Despite everything, he had not thrown himself under a train. He was still there and that was enough reason to celebrate.

The world doesn't need to be fixed,it only needs to be balanced.And the art of balance demands you tread lightly,not leap ahead in a continual frenzy.The art of balance demands you know your designated role in the game of life,not start muscling in on everyone else's.The art of balance demands knowledge of timelessness,of birth and death and rebirth.The art of balance demands you know the world cannot be fixed it must be endured. It must simply forever be kept in a splendid play.

Remember your Austen: 'Let us hope for better things. Let us flatter ourselves that I may be the survivor.

As Shantideva writes in this beautiful prayer: As long as space endures As long as sentient beings remain, Until then may I too remain To dispel the miseries of the world.

Realizing that this problem is only temporary, like all things, and it too will pass, gives us more space to find ways to resolve it.

People say, that which doesn't kill you makes you stronger. But they are wrong. What doesn't kill you, doesn't kill you.

she went about her business in a way that put me in mind of an old matchbook. You can scratch the head against the strip in the same way you always have but you are not going to get any kind of spark.

Go on to sleep. Like they say, weeping endures for a night." "But joy comes in the morning,

People say, that which doesn't kill you makes you stronger. But they are wrong. What doesn't kill you, doesn't kill you. That's all you get. Sometimes, you just have to hope that's enough.

Love is always hard and always worth it.

night followed day, as it always does, and each night promised a day soon to come. this is something I took comfort in these last bad years.

nothing is ever over.

People say, That which doesn't kill you makes you strong. But they are wrong. What doesn't kill you, doesn't kill you. That's all you get. Sometimes, you just have to hope that's enough

Non omnis moriar [No moriré del todo]».

Yo jamás descanso –pensó Saulo–.

said Lucanus, curtly. "I