Quotes About Endurance

Better to suffer than to die: that is mankind's motto.

Patience and time do more than strength or passion.

I think I was attracted to Philippians 1:20 because the apostle Paul wasn't afraid of ending poorly. He was roughly sixty years old when he wrote, "For I fully expect and hope that I will never be ashamed, but that I will continue to be bold for Christ, as I have been in the past. And I trust that my life will bring honor to Christ, whether I live or die" (NLT).

This lady is strong medicine, for external use only.

We endured. Hour after hour we endured, while inside us life's scream ran on, unstoppable. When the stars began imperceptibly to fade, we were still there, still breathing, and our father was still dead beside us, his face both sharp and slumped.

Endurance and to be able to endure is the first lesson a child should learn because it's the one they will most need to know.

Hoffnung ist das Gefühl, dass das Gefühl, das du hast, nicht ewig dauert

You weren't being punished. You were waiting for me.

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive, and the true success is to labour".

Eleven pages— this is a letter! Have courage. I'm going to stop.

Castaways on the shores of loneliness

Under the physical therapist's gaze, I am a Tour de France long shot on the verge of pulling off a record-setting victory. Success soothes my aching muscles. I am a phenomenal downhill skier. I can still hear the roar of the crowd on the slope and the singing of the wind in my ears. I was miles ahead of the favorites. I swear!

Beware of the anger of a patient man.

The body shuts down when it has too much to bear; goes its own way quietly inside, waiting for a better time, leaving you numb and half alive.

To be ill adjusted to a deranged world is not a breakdown.

And faith, which is but hope grown wise, and love And patience, which at last shall overcome." Lowell.

This is a cycle, she thinks. Every day a fresh horror, and when it's over, this feeling of surreal detachment. A disbelief, almost, in what they just endured. The mind is magical. Human beings are magical.

This silk tassel tree has grown up from his spine, the indigenous plants have flourished and died here around his ankles, the fox, sparrows and meadowlarks have nested in his hair, the rains and wind and sun have beaten down across the rigid expanse of his shoulders, and Luca has never moved. We are rocks.

Every one of them, once or twice at least, every one of them despairs. The only thought that sustains them is the notion that each moment they endure this misery is one less moment they have yet to endure.

Pero no te preocupes, mi reina del alma—tu sufrimiento será breve.

Every day a fresh horror, and when it's over, this feeling of surreal detachment. A disbelief, almost, in what they just endured. The mind is magical. Human beings are magical.

They perceive each other, the unspoken trauma they've both endured, their reasons for being here. It's as subtle and significant as a heartbeat.

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