Quotes About Endurance

risings in two days were taking their toll.

Whatever problems we might be facing - and I knew there were plenty - we were together. Forever. And that was enough.

For your sake, I will continue—though for mine alone Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I would not.

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. Past

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. Past that 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, and it does not really matter much which. I

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. Past that certain point, you

like that! Here

Weel, lass, d'ye mean us to stand here until we're melted away like sugar in a dish o' tea?

You don't forget. You simply get to the point where you don't care what birth will feel like; anything is better than being pregnant for an instant longer. I'd reached that point roughly two weeks before my due date. The date

I—yes. All right.

The body is amazingly plastic. The spirit, even more so. But there are some things you don't come back from.

The duty of a survivor. Not everyone lives to be old, but if you do, I think you owe it to those who didn't. To tell the stories of those who shared your journey…for as long as they could.

It wasn't digitalin, but his purpose that sustained him now, lighting him with a glow as though a candle burned behind the waxy skin of his face. I had seen that a few times before, too; the man—or woman—whose will was strong enough to override for a time the imperatives of the body.

She sat still, and listened, and thought she knew what Jamie Fraser had found here. Not loneliness, but solitude. Not suffering, but endurance, the discovery of grim kinship with the rocks and sky. And the finding here of a harsh peace that would transcend bodily discomfort, a healing instead of the wounds of the soul.

I drained my cup and sat still, waiting for the men to come out.

EVEN WHEN THE world ends, things bloody go on happening. You just don't know what to do about them.

we must not speak of him; we must let him be forgotten. But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other, to hear it. So.

again, yet from that minute that that occasion

A lot of things have almost killed him," she said, the laughter gone. "One of these days…" Her voice was husky.

the pinched face of a man with

elbow. I had been without sleep for most of the last three days

Lord, help me do what You want me to do—but in the name of Christ Your son, let me live through it.

Take ye and be damned for it, I expect," he said. He kissed my forehead gently. "Loving you has put me through hell more than once, Sassenach; I'll risk it again, if need be.

Luceo non uro; I shine, not burn.