Quotes About Endurance

He understood before any of us that this life is war; he permitted himself no indulgences, he lost no time complaining or commiserating with himself and with others, but entered the battle from the beginning.

Le grane, tu lo saprai, non vengono al galoppo, come gli Unni, ma zitte, di soppiatto, come le epidemie.

Piu' giu di cosi' non si puo' andare: condizione umana piu' misera non c'e', e non e' pensabile. Nulla piu' e' nostro: ci hanno tolto gli abiti, le scarpe, anche i capelli; se parleremo non ci ascolteranno, se ci ascoltassero non ci capirebbero. Ci toglieranno anche il nome: e se vorremmo conservarlo, dovremmo trovare in noi la forza di farlo, di fare si' che dietro al nome, qualcosa ancora di noi, di quelli che eravamo, rimanga.

The thing was, if you wanted to survive you had to keep going. Even when it hurt. Sometimes, she had discovered, you had to walk around the holes in your life, instead of falling into them.

Nope, he penned these words of worship while sitting on the cold-floor, cold-food, maddening reality of Roman confinement. House arrest. Guards at the door, preventing his escape. When he wrote this glorious sentence, he was under a sentence himself, probably for as much as two years. Locked up. Locked down. Imprisoned.

The storm raged all around him, but he couldn't feel it.

Run the race not only with endurance and diligence, but also with careful, watchful submission to His Word.

The drop excavates the stone, not with force but by falling often.

Iamque opus exegi, quod nec Iovis ira nec ignes nec poterint ferrum nec edax abolere vetustas. cum volet, illa dies, quae nil nisi corporis huius ius habet, incerti spatium mihi finiat aevi: parte tamen meliore mei super alta perennis astra ferar, nomenque erit indelibile nostrum, quaque patet domitis Romana potentia terris, ore legar populi, perque omnia saecula fama, siquid haben veri vatum praesagia, vivam.

J'appelle cela martyre pour la peine et adversité que je souffre en prison et ne sais si j'en souffrirai de plus grande. Mais je m'en remets de tout à notre Seigneur.

Where hard life makes some maudlin to the point of weeping at mere memory, it grants others a curious immunity to suffering. Like the slaves who work the charcoal pits, their skin grows hardened to the pinch of fire and coals, insensible to burning things.

Where hopes burn bright," he said, "patience is quickly consumed.

Don't get ahead of the story,lad. You see, it's a very long story- because Danny Lubbins was at sea on that tiny slip of a plank raft... for three hundred days.

Of course, we could all die soon. I'm writing because Michael's patrolling the house and Shane and Claire are asleep. It may be the last chance I have to write anything down. So in case that's true, I want to say that I love Shane and Claire, and I love Michael, and staying here in the Glass House has been the best time in my entire life.... But if it all ends here, at least it's ending with the people I really love.

Anything is possible. The impossible just takes longer.'" "Stupid

Rachel Caine

Giving up is always easy. It's the peace that follows that sucks.

I never did have much, so having it rough came with the territory. I was conditioned for it.

Jess. Khalila drew his gaze back to her. What is it Scholar Wolfe used to tell us? 'Anything is possible. The impossible just takes longer.

Worried about me? Brendan snorted, Hell freezes and the devil skates before that happens. You can survive anything.

I'm too broken to be broken anymore.

Run first, mourn later.

You don't fight the sea. You leave until the flood's over.

I'll rest when I'm dead.