Quotes About Endurance

As long as you understand the difference. People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.

Love will find a way against time itself.

Goddamn it. You'll never be without me. We're going to grow old together. Die together. I'm not going to live a single day without you.

I'm fighting here, with everything I've got. Fight for me too.

If you're on your back, you're not on your feet!

People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you.

I'm not going to have what I want from you until you've reached the end of the road with him. I've got all the time in the world. I can wait 'til you get there.

People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.

As long as I have you, I can wither any storm.

Let me not be weak and tell others how bleeding I am internally; how day by day it drips, and gathers, and congeals.

If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, for as long as I possibly could.

If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, as long as I possibly could.

The hurt is not intense when one is hardened to the cold.

I cannot run, I am rooted, and the gorse hurts me With its yellow purses, its spiky armoury. I could not run without having to run forever.

Tireless, tied, as a moon-bound sea Moves --from Hardcastle Crags, written 1957

I shall doggedly work, wait and expect the minimum.

Endure, endure, and the syllables harden like stoic white sheets struck with rigor mortis on the clothesline of winter.

I could not run without having to run forever

Well, after this Racine paper, this Ronsard-purgatory, this Sophocles, I shall write: letters and prose and poetry, toward the end of the week; I must be stoic till then.

How best beauty's born of hardihood.

now comes before all else: there is much to bear, and I must be strong and rested to be brave enough.

it is something even to live through hours of obligation now, without screaming: gently, gently, stoic one.

feel like some eon-old matriarch who has been through ice age and 40-day flood;

Why speak of love? We were used to each other.