Quotes About Endurance

And there is another feeling that is a great consolation in poverty. I believe everyone who has been hard up has experienced it. It is a feeling of relief, almost of pleasure, at knowing yourself at last genuinely down and out. You have talked so often of going to the dogs — and well, here are the dogs, and you have reached them, and you can stand it.

It was more natural to exist from moment to moment, accepting another ten minutes' life even with the certainty that there was torture at the end of it.

We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it. Power is not a means, it is an end.

L?ch sá»­ gi?ng nhÆ° ???c vi?t trên má»™t t?m da, có th? c?o Ä'i và vi?t l?i bao nhiêu l?n cÅ©ng ???c.

One question at any rate was answered. Never, for any reason on earth, could you wish for an increase of pain. Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes, no heroes, he thought over and over as he writhed on the floor, clutching uselessly at his disabled left arm.

You will have to get used to living without results and without hope. You will work for a while, you will be caught, you will confess, and then you will die. Those are the only results that you will ever see. There is no possibility that any perceptible change will happen within our own lifetime. We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future.

Na bojnom polju, u mu?ilištu, na brodu koji tone, razlozi zbog kojih se boriš uvijek se zaborave jer se tijelo nadimlje sve dok ne ispuni cijeli tvoj svemir, pa ?ak i onda kad te nije paralizirao strah ili ne vrištiš od boli, život je od trenutka do trenutka, samo borba protiv gladi ili hladno?e ili sna, protiv pokvarena želuca ili zuba koji boli.

By itself," he said, "pain is not always enough. There are occasions when a human being will stand out against pain, even to the point of death. But for everyone there is something unendurable—something that cannot be contemplated.

Remember that the bad days are not forever, and the trouble which seems so terrible at last.

Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes, no heroes, he thought over and over as he writhed on the floor, clutching uselessly at his disabled left arm.

But of course we must never forget, Mrs. Pither, that there's a better world coming. This life is only a time of trial—just to strengthen us and teach us to be patient, so that we'll be ready for Heaven when the time comes.

La historia era un palimpsesto, borrado y reescrito tantas veces como fuese necesario.

He seemed to have lost the power of intellectual effort, now that the stimulus of pain had been removed. He was not bored, he had no desire for conversation or distraction. Merely to be alone, not to be beaten or questioned, to have enough to eat, and to be clean all over, was completely satisfying. By degrees he came to spend less time in sleep, but he still felt no impulse to get off the bed.

Goldstein and his heresies will live for ever. Every day, at every moment, they will be defeated, discredited, ridiculed, spat upon—and yet they will always survive.

Valor, lobito, ¡siempre valor! Recuerda que los malos tiempos no duran siempre, y que las dificultades que hoy nos parecen tan terribles acabaran desapareciendo.

He knew what it was like: The terrible, agonizing pain which was there all while but could not be suffered yet, because before all else it was necessary to be able to breathe.

On the battlefield, in the torture chamber, on a sinking ship, the issues that you are fighting for are always forgotten, because the body swells up until it fills the universe, and even when you are not paralyzed by fright or screaming with pain, life is a moment-to-moment struggle against hunger or cold or sleeplessness, against a sour stomach or an aching tooth.

Having become permanent, the war ceased to be a war.

Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes, no heroes, he thought over and over as he writhed on the floor, clutching uselessly at his disabled left arm.

YaÅŸamlar?n? dünyay? fethetmeye adam??lard?r, ama ayn? zamanda bilirler ki, sava??n sonsuza dek ve zafere ulaÅŸmadan sürüp gitmesi gerekmektedir.

Men go and come, but earth abides.

Men go and come, but the earth abides

At first I worked with good will, but as the months dragged on, I felt my spirit breaking.

When I had almost given up hope