Quotes About Endurance

I am an athlete in every sense of the word. Athlete, martial artist.

I have always had a heavy built and have been into all sorts of physical activities like weight training and martial arts.

I used to work out for eight hours a day, which includes running, boxing and martial arts.

Gallant lass - ten miles without a whimper.

Love, for some people is undying, even if one lost the partner.

I will never leave you I will love you until I die There's nothing, nothing you could tell me that would ever change that -Sara Patterson-

The roads to true love is rocky But worth the climb -The Coltrains-

Loving isn't loving unless you have the strength to let go when you have to.

It's silly to let the bad things come out on top! The good, happy things are just as important. They just don't seem to last. You want to catch them at their best and keep them if you can.

Se a princípio não tiver sucesso, tente, tente, tente novamente.

Must be I find you tough and lusty as the life, all toil and tempo, finesse and plain fight, with values so old they startle me. Must be I think of you as I do the rugged flowers that prove themselves over and over in the spring, that elsewhere might perish, but here master the earth, bloom into gangly lives of high color, and inhale the sun, knowing the land better than the land does. Hardy, savvy, they will outlive us all.

Kiddush ha-Shem, the principle of service to God, acquired a new definition in the Ghetto, where it became the struggle to preserve life in the face of destruction. A similar word arose in German—überleben—which meant to prevail and stay alive, a

Love never gives up, never loses faith and is always hopeful and endures every circumstance.

Against all odds and despite all evidence to the contrary, still we trust that there will be a light at the end of the tunnel, of our personal tunnel anyway.

He couldn't go on. He went on.

Death might be a necessity in farming, but suffering? Never.

She's not coming back. No. He knew it was true. He had the feeling that the world might easily stop turning without the girl in it. Every hour was arduous, and when it was over, you had to start again with a new one, no better. He wondered how long he would be able to keep it going.

He has described in precise, measured words the beautiful desolation he feels at the close of novels where the message is that there is no end to human suffering, only endurance.

tightly drawn into a mask of endurance.

He has described in precise, measured words the beautiful desolation he feels at the close of novels where the message is that there is no end to human suffering, only endurance. He has spoken of endings that are muted, but which echo longer in the memory than louder, more explosive denouements. He has explained why it is that ambiguity touches his heart more nearly than the death and marriage style of finish that I prefer.

Margot was a handsome woman in her late fifties. She could lift barrels without help and had legs so sturdy, she never felt the need to sit down. It was rumored she even slept on her feet, but she had given birth to thirteen children, so clearly she must have lain down sometimes.

I run each morning, two, three, sometimes four kilometers. Part of March, all of April, all of May. I can't run five. I am eating up kilometers on my way to where it is always twilight. I am running out of this world.

Topaz was wonderfully patient - but sometimes I wonder if it is not only patience, but also a faint resemblance to cows.

I'm not looking to wear the white man out with my ability to suffer.