Quotes About Endurance

Sometimes when you're in the storm, it's harder and maybe when it's over, then you can look back on it.

'The Storms We Share' has been a project that I've been working on for so long.

South Floridians, we can relate to storms where you just brace and hold your breath and even when you're holding your breath you know the worst is coming.

Character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.

I want to be the last girl in the world with a story like mine.

No matter how dark things may get in a story, I feel it's the responsibility of the storyteller to leave the audience with at least a shred of hope.

Platforms - they come and go, but storytelling is forever.

I can still run in a straight line, and I can still throw a punch.

I busted my nose 11 times. My fingers are all busted. My ribs. Both my arms. I can't straighten them out.

Dancers are working their bodies just like a marathon runner would, and you have to eat to make it through a three-hour performance. Dancers put their bodies through incredible strain.

As a result, the highly civilized man can endure incomparably more than the savage, whether of moral or physical strain. Being better able to control himself under all circumstances, he has a great advantage over the savage.

I'm no stranger to pain. It's what made me.

Historically, science-fiction and fantasy literature is no stranger to controversy, but it has learned how to adapt and endure.

Suffering is an art.

The first climb won't be for another thirty kilometers, at Les Vignes. I'm longing for it, just like when I'm doing it I'll long for it to be over.

Because after the finish all the suffering turns to memories of pleasure, and the greater the suffering, the greater the pleasure.

Shifting is a kind of painkiller, and therefore the same as giving up. After all, if I wanted to kill my pain, why not choose the most effective method? Road-racing is all about generating pain.

El ciclismo es un deporte de paciencia. "El ciclismo es rebañar el plato de tu rival antes de empezar con el tuyo".

The pain outlives the flesh.

Yeah. Blood. Sweat. Mmm." She

Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells, the happy endings, and the fairy tales, is the reality of shattered lives and broken dreams. We carry on.

Love knows no limits to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. Love still stands when all else has fallen.

Fatigue should no longer be considered a physical event but rather a sensation or emotion.

I survived, but it's not a happy ending.