Quotes About Endurance

Trucker and I hoped simply to try and stay "gray men" and not be noticed. To put our heads down and get on and quietly do the work. This didn't exactly go according to plan. "Where are the lads who speak like Prince Charles?" The 23 DS shouted on the first parade when we arrived. "Would you both like newspapers with your morning tea, gents?" the DS sarcastically enquired. Part of me was tempted to answer how nice that would be, but I resisted.

As Harrison Ford once said: 'Them that stick it out are them that win.

You see, if you quit, you lose. But so long as you stick it out, you're still in with a chance. Life rewards the dogged, not the qualified. As Harrison Ford once said: 'Them that stick it out are them that win.

Rozhlížel se kolem po nÄ›jakém kameni, kterým by se zabil. Žádný vÅ¡ak nenaÅ¡el. Musel to utrpení vydržet.

You gave more when others gave up. That's the difference.'

Sedmkrát spadni, osmkrát se zvedni.

There are few greater feelings than finding out you can achieve more, and endure more, than you had previously imagined, and it's only when we are tested that we realize just how brightly we can shine.

Storms come to make us stronger.

You see, we are all a bit like grapes: when you squeeze us, you see what we are made of. And I believe that most people are far stronger than they ever imagine. It is refined within us from thousands of years of having to survive as a species. It might be dusty and hidden away, but it is there somewhere inside you: the heart of a survivor. Courage. Tenacity. Strength. So don't shy away from hard times, they are your chance to shine.

Write this on your bathroom mirror: Struggle develops strength and storms make you stronger.

I knew that nothing good in life ever came from quitting; that there would be plenty of time for rest when the hard work was finished. But such thoughts are easier said than done when you are being broken.

When we give up, we know our destiny. When we keep going, we earn the right to choose our fate.

Sleep was our deadliest enemy. Every mountaineer knows that if you allow yourself to be taken down by that cold, it is a one-way ticket to death. There are no exceptions. Your core temperature plunges until your heart stops. So we yelled at each other, and hit each other and kicked each other. Anything to remain awake.

Both my hands were completely frozen. My face was destroyed by the cold. I was profoundly hypothermic. I had not eaten in three days, or taken water for two days. I was lost and I was almost completely blind.

Burleson later shared his first impressions of me with a TV interviewer: "I couldn't believe what I saw. This man had no face. It was completely black, solid black, like he had a crust over him. His jacket was unzipped down to his waist, full of snow. His right arm was bare and frozen over his head. We could not lower it. His skin looked like marble. White stone. No blood in it.

Usually, when people talk about the strength of black women . . . . they ignore the reality that to be strong in the face of oppression is not the same as overcoming oppression, that endurance is not to be confused with transformation.

To be loving is to be open to grief, to be touched by sorrow, even sorrow that is unending.

Love empowers us to live fully and die well. Death becomes, then, not an end to life but a part of living.

The search for love continued even in the face of great odds.

Much of what has been perceived by whites as an Amazonic trait in black women has been merely stoical acceptance of situations we have been powerless to change.

fierce unyielding winds pressing pushing against window glass trees swaying branches falling chaos warning of danger she does not want to cut them down she does not want to fear those mighty oaks standing guard for more years than can be counted strong roots sustaining life holding back the rush of time let earth testify they have the right to fall when life comes to an end to move in harmony with fate

The world of books is the most remarkable creation of man; nothing else that he builds ever lasts. Monuments fall; nations perish; civilizations grow old and die out. After an era of darkness, new races build others; but in the world of books are volumes that live on still as young and fresh as the day they were written, still telling men's hearts of the hearts of men centuries dead. — Clarence Day

close the wounds, and the 22-hour surgical ordeal was over. The Siamese

But a lot of the time that's how it works, life gets so dark until we think all the light's gone out of us. But it's there, it's always there. If we just open the door a crack the light comes pouring in.