Quotes About Endurance

YOU CAN CRY FROM THE INSIDE OR FROM THE OUTSIDE AND I'V BEEN CRYING FROM THE INSIDE ALL THESE YEARS

I also work out because I have scoliosis. I have to maintain certain strength in my core.

The rumors of my impending death have been greatly exaggerated," she paraphrased Mark Twain now.

The world breaks is always breaking our bodies bear tremendous sorrow and still we stay as long as we can

Courage is willful hope.

I left her wallpapering her much-loved, much-tended little corner of hell.

like an emotional tooth-ache, bearable much of the time but with a propensity to flare up without notice and cause agony.

We all want a testimony, but we'd rather skip the test that gives us one.

Just let me be strong for you for a minute, okay?" He said softly. "You've held on for a long time, sweetheart. Nobody can say you haven't been strong. But it's been a hell of a night, so why don't you let me hold you and help you right now, okay?

Si te falla mi hombro es porque muero.

What mattered was stil there. That was what they all felt, and what surprised them all. What mattered couldnt be shaken.

what mattered was still there. That was what they all felt, what surprised them all. What mattered couldn't be shaken.

Maybe she couldn't be drowned.

Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.

How many times must hope die before tears were too deep to bear?

Triumph comes through perserverance.

cycling is a nonstop exercise in crash prevention,

Truly, life is the misery we endure between disappointments.

A man lost in the desert must take such water as he is offered, no matter who it comes from.

Round and round in circles we go, clutching at successes we never grasp, endlessly tripping over the same old failures. Truly, life is the misery we endure between disappointments.

Good steel bends, but never breaks. Good steel stays always sharp and ready. Good steel feels no pain, no pity, and above all, no remorse

You carry on. That's what he'd always done. That's the task that comes with surviving, whether you deserve to live or not. You remember the dead as best you can. You say some words for them. Then you carry on, and you hope for better.

Strange how, as long as the hardship lasts, we can stand it. As soon as the crisis is over, the strength all leeches away in an instant.

If you clenched your teeth hard enough, and took enough strides, you could get anywhere. One painful, weary, freezing, guilty step at a time.