Quotes About Endurance

Surviving it provided validation of who and what they were, of their ability to confront and defeat the death that was constantly stalking them.

There is little opiate delusion in Jesus's grim warning to his comrades that if they were true to his Gospel of love and justice, they would meet the same sticky end as him. The measure of your love in his view is whether they kill you or not.

In the darkest hours we must believe in ourselves.

Sometimes that's all life is... One desperate act after another.

The training of a Mord-Sith takes years - to learn to handle the pain. I guess it's also why only women are Mord-Sith, men are too weak.

Books served to keep hard-won knowledge safe. They endured.

Talga Vassternich!

Books served to keep hard-won knowledge safe. They endured. Books could almost be immortal.

Sometimes doing what you would most like to do can be the very worst thing to do. Sometimes to accomplish what you want in the end, you have to hold back in the beginning. - Zedd (Pg.161)

This, milord, is my family's axe. We have owned it for almost nine hundred years, see. Of course, sometimes it needed a new blade. And sometimes it has required a new handle, new designs on the metalwork, a little refreshing of the ornamentation . . . but is this not the nine hundred-year-old axe of my family? And because it has changed gently over time, it is still a pretty good axe, y'know. Pretty good.

Magrat wondered what it was like, spending your whole life doing something you didn't want to do. Like being dead, she considered, only worse, the reason being, you were alive to suffer it.

Rincewind had always been happy to think of himself as a racist. The One Hundred Meters, the Mile, the Marathon -- he'd run them all.

Don't you *ever* let go? I haven't yet. Why? I suppose... because in this world, after everyone panics, there's always got to be someone to tip the wee out of the shoe.

The thing about stories is you have to pick the ones that last.

That's how we survive infinity - we kill it by breaking it up into small bits.

He sagged to his knees. He ached all over. It wasn't just that his brain was writing cheques that his body couldn't cash. It had gone beyond that. Now his feet were borrowing money that his legs hadn't got, and his back muscles were looking for loose change under the sofa cushions.

Against one perfect moment, the centuries beat in vain.

It takes a long time for people like Vorbis to die. They leave echoes in history.

There's always the dwarf bread.

the world kept turning and the Turtle moved.

Nobby had survived any number of famous massacres by not being there.

At the end of the world is a great big mountain of granite rock a mile high,' she said. 'And every year, a tiny bird flies all the way to the rock and wipes its beak on it. Well, when the little bird has worn the mountain down to the size of a grain of sand . . . that's the day I'll marry you, Rob Anybody Feegle!

Say what you like. Plutonium may give you grief for thousands of years, but arsenic is forever.

If so, then it was also here where I came to know I can survive what hurts. I believed in my capacity to stand back up and run into the waves again and again, no matter the risk.