Quotes About Endurance

Love triumphs over all.

Endure for a while, and live for a happier day.

Non tamen Euryali, non ille oblitus amorum; nam sese opposuit Salio per lubrica surgens; ille autem spissa iacuit revolutus harena.

Love conquers all things.

Nate dea, si nemo audet se credere pugnae, quae finis standi?  Quo me decet usque teneri? Ducere dona iube.'  Cuncti simul ore fremebant Dardanidae, reddique viro promissa iubebant.

When, soon, they join in their happy wedding-bonds— and wedded let them be—in pacts of peace at last, never command the Latins, here on native soil, to exchange their age-old name, to become Trojans, called the kin of Teucer, alter their language, change their style of dress. Let Latium endure.

Through pain I've learned To comfort suffering men.

Yield thou not to adversity, but press on more bravely.

Durate, et vosmet rebus servate secundis.

her fire whose flame never dies

She belonged to a different age, but being so entire, so complete, would always stand up on the horizon, stone-white, eminent, like a lighthouse marking some past stage on this adventurous, long, long voyage, this interminable --- this interminable life.

The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.

Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.

When people are happy they have a reserve upon which to draw, whereas she was like a wheel without a tyre

Life is difficult; facts uncompromising; and the passage to that fabled land where our brightest hopes are extinguished, our frail barks founder in darkness, one that needs, above all, courage, truth, and the power to endure.

But I beneath a rougher sea, And whelmed in deeper gulfs than he.

It partook ... of eternity ... there is a coherence in things, a stability; something, she meant, is immune from change, and shines out (she glanced at the window with its ripple of reflected lights) in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby; so that again tonight she had the feeling she had had once today, already, of peace, of rest. Of such moments, she thought, the thing is made that endures.

We insist, it seems, on living.

One does not love a place the less because one has suffered in it.

I am not going to lie down and weep away a life of care.

Unless I can stretch and touch something hard, I shall be blown down the eternal corridors for ever. What then can I touch? What brick, what stone? and so draw myself across the enormous gulf into my body safely?

Heaven be praised, no one had heard her cry that ignominious cry, stop pain, stop! She had not obviously taken leave of her senses. No one had seen her step off her strip of board into the waters of annihilation.

Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, a potting shed, a wall where peaches ripen, than to burn like a meteor and leave no dust.