Quotes About Endurance

There's no point in thinking about tomorrow. Just the next hour, each hour. Stay alive, Felisin, and live well if you can.

To live a hard life was to make solid and impregnable every way in, until no openings remained and the soul hid in darkness, and no one else could hear its screams, its railing at injustice, its long, agonizing stretches of sadness. Hardness without created hardness within.

He wiped sweat from his brow, drew a shaky breath.

There is plenty of dignity in just holding on

There was value in pain, if only to remind oneself that one still lived

Everything breaks." "Aye, lad. Everything breaks." "You could do it." "Do what?" "Break that sword." "No. I can't." "Everything breaks!" "Including people, lad.

world beat upon a soul until bones bent and hearts broke.

Pain was not a pleasant thing to live with, not day after day, night upon night, not with every damned breath.

he'd stayed, nailed to a single tree but only because he'd grown used to the scenery around it. It was amazing what could be endured when in the grip of inertia. He had reached a point where anything strange, unfamiliar, was cause for fear. But unlike his brothers and sisters, Mappo could not ride that fear across the full span of his life. For all that, it had taken the horror he now approached to prise him from the tree.

And Karsa Orlong did not press, revealing his clear understanding that a soul could bleed from unseen places and often all that kept a mortal going depended on avoiding such places.

But what mattered beyond just that? This single moment, pitching headlong into the next one, over and over again, as firm and true as each step he took

Bridgeburners get pounded all the time. We just get back up. No bluster, just back up, aye.

towering loads

How much could be stripped from a people before they began stripping away themselves? The steep slope of dissolution began with a skid, only to become a headlong run.

There is no struggle too vast, no odds too overwhelming, for even should we fail - should we fall - we will know that we have lived.

First in , Last out. Motto of the bridgeburners

By the time the last few notes fade, his hope will be restored, but each time he's force to resort to the Adagio it becomes harder, and he knows its effect is finite. There are only a certain number of Adagios left in him, and he will not recklessly spend this precious currency.

There must come a point where so much has been turned to rubble that ruining a little more makes no difference. It's possible that point has already been reached. Does a person work the same way?

Without hope, the only thing that keeps you going is either momentum or fear.

The nerves of the skin send pain signals to the brain to warn us of the danger from and impending injury. In the case of self-inflicted wounding, this pain acts as the body's own defense mechanism to stop one from proceeding in the effort at physical injury. If a person proceeds despite the pain, that means that he or she is motivated by something stronger than the pain, something that makes him or her capable of ignoring or enduring it.

It's better to be in the arena, getting stomped by the bull, than to be up in the stands or out in the parking lot.

You know the Etruscan saying: 'Once grieving starts it never ends, so there's no point in grieving an hour earlier than you must.

He never gave up. And he does that for us

Sleep is a curse. A curse I must live with.