Quotes About Endurance

Don't celebrate yet, Ms. Lane. Don't believe anything is dead until you've burned it, poked around in its ashes, and then waited a day or two to see if anything rises from them.

I told you, Ms. Lane, never believe anything is dead-" "- I know, I know, until you've 'burned it, poked around in its ashes, and then waited a day or two to see if anything rises from them.

If you weaken, I'll be strong. If you get lost, I'll be your way home. If you despair, I'll bring you joy. I will love you until the end of time.

Some of us are born more than once. Some of us recreate ourselves many times. Ryodan says adaptability is survivability. Ryodan says a lot of stuff. Sometimes I listen, All I know is, every time I open my eyes, my brian kicks on. Something wakes up deep in my belly, and I know I'll do anything it takes... To. Just. Keep. Breathing.

Things never stop going wrong. Life isn't about waiting for peace to arrive, it's about learning to thrive in the midst of war. There's always another one on the way

Liminal sucks. You can't grasp it with your hands and shape it. You can't make midnight come faster, or grow up sooner, or avoid the in-betweens. You can only hang in there, and get through them.

Life is a gift. You fight to keep it. You never quit. Never.

I am a kite in a tornado but I have a long string. There is tension in my line. Somewhere, someone is holding onto the other end and, although it cannot spare me this storm, it will not let me be lost while I regain my strength. It is enough.

When everything else is gone, balls are all any of us really have left. The question is: are yours made of flesh and blood, or steel?

Things never stop going wrong. Life isn't about waiting for peace to arrive, it's about learning to thrive in the midst of war. There's always another one on the way." He

There aren't many sins in my bible. Giving up is the greatest one of all.

Love can grown among the rocks and thorns of life.

It occured to me that adaptability was more than survivability; it was the foundation of love. We were all changing, every day, and those relationships that endured were the ones that rode the waves together, grew and allowed each other to evolve. Encouraged it, even when it was frightening. Adaptability in relationships was the polar opposite of a cage. It was necessary commitment wed to necessary freedom.

O ye of little faith. Why would you run? Do you still believe there's any incarnation of you I wouldn't want? Wouldn't go after determined to share a life with, to the end of space and time itself?

Dying for someone isn't the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain. Alina was the lucky one. Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering.

and have lived through hells of your own before ever coming to me. I have only given you one more hell to add to it.

Things never stop going wrong. Life isn't about waiting for peace to arrive, it's about learning to thrive in the midst of war. There

Time will scar my wound and I'll emerge from my fugue tougher, if not healed.

Wrong on that score. And efficiency is no guarantee of survival. Nor is intellect. What it takes to be the last one standing is an unquenchable hunger to live. He who wants it the most wins. It takes fire, willingness to burn down to your motherfucking core.

Life didn't explode in the sunshine and pretty places. Life took the strongest root with a little bit of rain and a whole lot of shit for fertilizer.

Sonsuz hayat sonsuz sab?r gerektirir. Yeterince uzun yaÅŸarsan, bugün ilgini çekiyorsa bugünün iyi olduÄŸunu düÅŸünebilirsin. Yanl?? veya doÄŸru, bütün ahlaki deÄŸerler, bütün erdemler yok olabilir.

He, who had once been whole, was halved, without hope of ever being complete again. And when you've known that kind of love, to endure the creeping passage of time without it is to live a half-life where nothing ever feels real.

I know that I'm here until this is over. Until either they're dead or I am. Alina's death will be avenged.

Fools and the dead are not governed by logic. Survivors are.