Quotes About Endurance

We can exist at the highest degree of intensity for as long as we live.

It was inconceivable now... To think that I once loved this woman Jeannie Billroth, whom I have hated for the last twenty years, and who, also, hates me. People come together and form a friendship, and for years they not only endure this friendship, but allow it to become more and more intense until it finally snaps, and from then on they hate each other for decades, sometimes for the rest of their lives.

But what else could we do but hope? that, after all, is human nature.

That hope never left us, and it sustained us in the years to come, despite the fact that we had no good reason to expect our situation to improve.

If to get to the finish line the hero must walk over a sea of bodies, then so be it. He can die at said line, but he's got to get there.

I agree to the conditions, Angel; because you know best what my punishment ought to be; only - only - don't make it more than I can bear!

Do you know that I have undergone three quarters of this labour entirely for the sake of the fourth quarter?

Life is an oasis which is submerged in the swirling waves of sorrows and agonies.

Stupors, however, do not last forever

Having begun to love you, I love you for ever - in all changes, in all disgraces, because you are yourself.

Love is faith, and faith, like a gathered flower, will live on a long time after nutriment has ceased

I will help to my last breath the woman I have loved so dearly.

Very well," said Oak, firmly, with the bearing of one who was going to give his days and nights to Ecclesiastes for ever.

Clare knew that she loved him—every curve of her form showed that—but he did not know at that time the full depth of her devotion, its single-mindedness, its meekness; what long-suffering it guaranteed, what honesty, what endurance, what good faith.

Misery taught him nothing more than defiant endurance of it.

She is a bold and passionate woman, fighting to earn respect as a farm owner and over the course of the novel she has to endure much suffering, which enhances her better qualities while diminishing some elements of her less admirable traits.

Deeds of endurance, which seem ordinary in philosophy, are rare in conduct.

The fact that four centuries had neither proved it to be founded on a mistake, inspired any hatred of its purpose, nor given rise to any reaction that had battered it down, invested this simple grey effort of old minds with a repose, if not a grandeur, which a too curious reflection was apt to disturb in its ecclesiastical and military compeers.

Alive enough to have strength to die

Oh, my poor friend and comrade, you'll suffer yet!

Time enough to cry when you know 'tis a crying matter; 'tis bad to meet troubles half-way.

In justice to desponding men, it is as well to remember that the brighter endurance of women at these epochs — invaluable, sweet, angelic, as it is — owes more of its origin to a narrower vision that shuts out many of the leaden-eyed despairs in the van, than to a hopefulness intense enough to quell them.

This question of a woman telling her story—the heaviest of crosses to herself—seemed but amusement to others. It was as if people should laugh at martyrdom.

Hence Bathsheba lived in a perception that her purposes were broken off. She was not a woman who could hope on without good materials for the process, differing thus from the less far-sighted and energetic, though more petted ones of the sex, with whom hope goes on as a sort of clockwork which the merest food and shelter are sufficient to wind up; and perceiving clearly that her mistake had been a fatal one, she accepted her position, and waited coldly for the end.