Quotes About Endurance

no speech of admonition can be so fine that it will all at once make those who hear it good men if they are not good already; it would surely not make archers good if they had not had previous practice in shooting; neither would it make lancers good, nor horsemen; it cannot even make men able to endure bodily labour, unless they have been trained to it before.

You can get used to anything - haven't I already said that? Isn't that what all survivors say?

It is simple and brutal: a person can get used to anything, even to killing.

It's amazing how willpower can build walls.

Some of us give up on life with only a resigned sigh. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others-and I am one of those-never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It's not a question of courage. It's something constitutional, an inability to let go.

We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It is not the question of courage. It is something constitutional, an ability to let go. It maybe nothing more than life-hungry stupidity.

I have a fierce will to live. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others - and I am one of those - never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end.

How long does it take for a broken spirit to kill a body that has food, water and shelter?

I am magical: I can bleed for five days and not die.

Mr. Piscine Molitor Patel, Indian citizen, is an astounding story of courage and endurance in the face of extraordinarily difficult and tragic circumstances. In the experience of this investigator, his story is unparalleled in the history of shipwrecks. Very few castaways can claim to have survived so long at sea as Mr. Patel, and none in the company of an adult Bengal tiger.

Some of us give up on life with only a resigned sigh. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others- and I am one of those-never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter what the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It's not a question of courage. It's...an inability to let go. It may be nothing more than life hungry stupidity.

Above all, don't lose hope

Machen Sie weiter, bis das Tier, das Ihnen zusetzt - ob Tiger, ob Rhinozeros - grün vor Seekranheit ist. Sie müssen hören, wie es sich die Seele aus dem Leibe spuckt.

When you've suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.

Khi ta Ä'ã ch?u nhi?u Ä'au Ä'á»›n ? ??i, má»—i má»™t ná»—i Ä'au má»›i s? v?a n?ng trÄ©u mà cÅ©ng l?i ch?ng là gì.

I kept one eye on the horizon, one eye on the other end of the lifeboat.

Some of us give up on life with only a resigned sigh. Others fight a little, then lose hope. Still others -- and I am one of those -- never give up. We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of the battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It's not a question of courage. It's something constitutional, an inability to let go. It may be nothing more than life-hungry stupidity.

We fight and fight and fight. We fight no matter the cost of battle, the losses we take, the improbability of success. We fight to the very end. It's not a question of courage. It's something constitutional, an inability to let go. It may be nothing more than life-hungry stupidity.

For the first time I noticed—as I would notice repeatedly during my ordeal, between one throe of agony and the next—that my suffering was taking place in a grand setting. I saw my suffering for what it was, finite and insignificant, and I was still. My suffering did not fit anywhere, I realized. And I could accept this. It was all right.

What do you most value in your friends? Their continued existence.

You don't stop running because you get old, you get old because you stop running.

Make friends with pain, and you will never be alone.~Ken Chlouber, Colorado miner and creator of the Leadville Trail 100 mile race

Suffering is humbling. It pays to know how to get your butt kicked.

But yeah, Ann [Trason] insisted, running was romantic; and no, of course her friends didn't get it because they'd never broken through. For them, running was a miserable two miles motivated solely by size 6 jeans: get on the scale, get depressed, get your headphones on, and get it over with. But you can't muscle through a five-hour run that way; you have to relax into it, like easing your body into a hot bath, until it no longer resists the shock and begins to enjoy it.