Quotes About Endurance

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you keep living, day after day after terrible day.

If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces-- love her, love her, love her!

So he whistles it off, and marches on

I dare say our is likely to be a rather long engagement, but our motto is "Wait and hope!" We always say that. "Wait and hope!" we always say.

I have broken where I should have bent; and have mused and brooded, when my spirit should have mixed with all God's great creation. The men who learn endurance, are they who call the whole world, brother. I have turned from the world, and I pay the penalty.

With that, she pounced upon me, like an eagle on a lamb, and my face was squeezed into wooden bowls in sinks, and my head was put under taps of water-butts, and I was soaped, and kneaded, and towelled, and thumped, and harrowed, and rasped, until I really was quite beside myself. (I may here remark that I suppose myself to be better acquainted than any living authority, with the ridgy effect of a wedding-ring, passing unsympathetically over the human countenance.)

There have been occasions in my later life (I suppose in most lives) when I have felt for a time as if a thick curtain had fallen on all interest in romance, to shut me out from anything save dull endurance.

He was too well accustomed to suffering, and had suffered too much where he was, to bewail the prospect of change very severely.

And from the death of each day's hope, another hope sprang up to live tomorrow.

Upon my word and honour I seem to be fated, and destined, and ordained, to live in the midst of things that I am never to hear the last of.

On finding love later in life) "Let's be a comfortable couple, and take care of each other! And if we should get deaf, or lame, or blind, or bed-ridden, how glad we shall be that we have somebody we are fond of, always to talk to and sit with! Let's be a comfortable couple. Now do, my dear!

se there was a matter of half a ream of brown paper stuck upon me, from first to last. As I laid all of a heap in our kitchen, plastered all over, you might have thought I was a large brown-paper parcel, chock full of nothing but groans. Did I groan loud, Wackford, or did I groan soft?' asked Mr Squeers, appealing to his son.

Keep where you are,

Ámala, ámala, ámala! Si te complace, ámala. Si te hiere, ámala. Aunque te rompa el corazón, y a medida que envejezca y se endurezca se te desgarrará más, ¡ámala, ámala, ámala!

Brag is a good dog, but Holdfast is a better.

Ya estaba libre. Pero se había hecho tan semejante a la muerte durante la vida, que no supieron cuándo murió.

For my love was founded on a rock, and it endures!

A man who had been soaked in water, and smothered in mud, and lamed by stones, and cut by flints, and stung by nettles, and torn by briars; who limped, and shivered, and glared and growled; and whose teeth chattered in his head as he seized me by the chin.

Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell . . . .

Now, I know I'm going to break your hearts, but I am forced to leave you. You must call up all your fortitude, and try to bear it... "Bob swore!" - as the Englishman said for "Good night", when he first learnt French, and thought it so like English. "Bob swore," my ducks!" (Chapter XXII)

And let us not remember Italy the less regardfully, because, in every fragment of her fallen Temples, and every stone of her deserted palaces and prisons, she helps to inculcate the lesson that the wheel of Time is rolling for an end, and that the world is, in all great essentials, better, gentler, more forbearing, and more hopeful, as it rolls!

The worm does not his work more surely on the dead body, than does this slow creeping fire upon the living frame.

There is prodigious strength,' I answered him, 'in sorrow and despair.

Dear Little Dorrit, it is not my imprisonment only that will soon be over. This sacrifice of you must be ended. We must learn to part again, and to take our different ways so wide asunder. You have not forgotten what we said together, when you came back?