Quotes About Endurance

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.

Just girt me for the onset with Eternity, When breath blew back, And on the other side I heard recede the disappointed tide!

To die with elation is a crappy way of dying... A warrior dies the hard way. His death must struggle to take him. A warrior does not give himself to it.

Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn't dead.

Dying is easy; it's living that's difficult.

We all of us waited for him to die. The family sent him a check every month, and hoped he'd get on with it quietly, without too much vulgar fuss.

The long habit of living indisposeth us for dying.

The decaying that had dragged on for too long had only turned tragedy into nuisance; death, when it strikes, better completes its annihilating act on the first try.

The Will to Death is what keeps me alive

I was so exhausted after fighting for the project for five years, shooting it was like the Bataan Death March

Defeat is worse than death because you live with defeat.

The stoicism that comes of endurance has something of death in it.

Who doubting tyranny, and fainting under Fortune's false lottery, desperately run To death, for dread of death; that soul's most stout, That, bearing all mischance, dares last it out.

Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the business of living?

Death's a fierce meadowlark: but to die having made / Something more equal to the centuries / Than muscle and bone, is mostly to shed weakness.

Kill us today or you'll have to kill us tomorrow.

Death is no different whined at than withstood.

There is a thing, like a bird, weak and fluttering within my chest, i cradle it and care for it as anyone should an injured thing, yet, i silently pray for it's death.

Not all of me shall die.

I'm sorry," Laila says, marveling at how every Afghan story is marked by death and loss and unimaginable grief. And yet, she sees, people find a way to survive, to go on.

In death, hope is everlasting.

I shall not altogether die.

We were born to die; we were born to endure, on the way to death, sorrow-sorrow in manifold shapes.

The monster nevers dies.