Quotes About Endurance

Survival is the foundation of triumph.

He didn't like having to start the fire again, that was the source of this small sadness. You get tired of these endless beginnings.

G]ive him this much: death didn't just walk up and inhale him. He wasn't exactly whisked away. He left claw marks on his life.

Winning is coming in fourth, exhausted and encouraged-because last time you came in fifth.

How much violence, Marshal, do you think a man can carry before it breaks him?

The trick, Teddy had long since learned, was to stay busy and stay focused. They couldn't catch you if you didn't stop running.

Maybe that's what love is-counting the bandages until someone says, 'Enough'.

Work and its results always outlived those who labored at it as any Egyptian slave-ghost will tell you.

It was like sitting through a movie, no matter how boring or confusing, until the end. Because at the end, sometimes things were explained or the ending itself was cool enough that you felt like sitting through all the boring stuff had been worth it.

I love my burdens.

After all this suffering, the faces seemed to ask, are we to accept that suffering is the point?

As they've always been. And they don't change just because you want them to.

They couldn't catch you if you didn't stop running.

Those who sow in tears will reap in joy.

Everything that leads to happiness involves pain.

As the Psalmist put it millennia ago, 'Those who sow in tears will reap in joy.' Many people, however, believe that they can both sow and reap without tears.

Time is our enemy, but whatever happens I will love her and stay by her side until he last beat of her heart.

There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resource, ignoring the costs until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; men in battle.

I love you, a nighean donn. I have loved ye from the moment I saw ye, I will love ye 'til time itself is done, and so long as you are by my side, I am well pleased wi' the world.

I didn't want to tell the story of what makes two people come together, although that's a theme of great power and universality. I wanted to find out what it takes for two people to stay together for fifty years -- or more. I wanted to tell not the story of courtship, but the story of marriage.

There comes a turning point in intense physical struggle where one abandons oneself to a profligate usage of strength and bodily resources, ignoring the cost until the struggle is over. Women find this point in childbirth; Men in Battle. Past a certain point, you lose all fear of pain or injury. Life becomes very simple at that point; you will do what you are trying to do, or die in the attempt...

He reached out a long arm and drew me in, holding me close against him. I put my arms around him and felt the quiver of his muscles, exhausted, and the sheer hard strength still in him, that would hold him up, no matter how tired he might be. We stood quite still for some time, my cheek against his chest and his face against my hair, drawing strength from each other for whatever might come next. Being married.

Ye gave me a child, mo nighean donn, he said softly, into the cloud of my hair. We are together for always. She is safe; and we will live forever now, you and I. He kissed me, very lightly, and laid his head upon the pillow next to me. Brianna, he whispered, in that odd Highland way that made the name his own.

I regarded him gently over my own bowl of stew. He was very large, solid, and beautifully formed. And if he was a bit battered by circumstance, that merely added to his charm. You're a very hard person to kill, I think, I said. That's a great comfort to me.