Quotes About Endurance

The simple fact is that fighting to save a life is a better and more enduring reason than fighting to end one.

Hunger exaggerated the cold. It was a long, hard winter, with snow falling on the mountains around us every other day.

Suffering, Khaderbhai once told me, is the way we test our love, especially our love for God.

modified his position by agreeing that suffering was not necessarily a sign of weakness, but insisting that we could toughen ourselves against it with a strong will; strength of will coming from strict self-discipline, a kind of self-imposed suffering. Farid added to his notion of suffering as an anti-

it was the source of a constant and almost unbearable pain.

czasami trzeba si? podda?, zanim si? wygra.

endured the pain expressionlessly

Then, to the general comment—I think that suffering is the way we test our love. Every act of suffering, no matter how small or agonisingly great, is a test of love in some way.

soldiers are defined by what they can endure, not by what they can inflict.

Everything leaves a mark. Every blow echoes in the forest inside. Every injustice cuts a branch, and every loss is a fallen tree. The beautiful courage of us, the hope that defines our kind, is that we go on, no matter how much life wounds us. We walk. We face the sea and the wind and the salted truth of death, and we go on.

Sometimes you have to surrender before you win.

He was permanently exhausted and beset by all the torments, terrible and trivial, that poverty endures.

Every act of suffering, no matter how small or agonisingly great, is a test of love in some way. Most of the time, suffering is also a test of our love for God.

Bazen elimizde umuttan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey yokken de severiz. Bazen de gözyaÅŸlar?m?z olmadan aÄŸlar?z. Sonunda sevgi ve görevinden, keder ve onun gerçeÄŸinden baÅŸka bir ÅŸey kalmaz elimizde. Sonunda tek yapabildiÄŸimiz, ÅŸafak sökene kadar dayanmaktan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey deÄŸildir.

I don't know what scares me more, she declared, the madness that smashes people down, or their ability to endure it.

Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears. In the end that's all there is: love and its duty, sorrow and its truth. In the end that's all we have—to hold on tight until the dawn.

Crying isn't a weakness, but a kind of strength.

Nothing, my old friend. Only, is it not true that some of our strength comes from suffering? That suffering hardship makes us stronger? That those of us who have never known a real hardship, and true suffering, cannot have the same strength as others, who have suffered much? And if that is true, does that not mean that your argument is the same thing as saying that we have to be weak to suffer, and we have to suffer to be strong, so we have to be weak to be strong?

But survival means more than simply being alive.

Pain without suffering is like victory without struggle.

In the first place, I would like to make a general comment, and then I would like to follow it with a more detailed answer. Do you all allow me this? Good. Then, to the general comment—I think that suffering is the way we test our love. Every act of suffering, no matter how small or agonisingly great, is a test of love in some way.

I don't know what scares me more,' she declared, 'the madness that smashes people down, or their ability to endure it.

Non so cosa mi spaventa di più: il potere che ci schiaccia o la nostra infinita capacità di sopportarlo.

You can endure any sort of prison if you can apprehend a window in the dark.