Quotes About Endurance

Of griefes (like Greeks on Ilion). Alas, what one survives To be my refuge?

As in the inflammations and fevers of physical illness, what looks like trouble may be the very process by which healing takes place. As we become better able to endure life's slings and arrows, our coping mechanisms mature, and vice versa.

We mortals, men and women, devour many a disappointment between breakfast and dinner-time; keep back the tears and look a little pale about the lips, and in answer to inquiries say, "Oh, nothing!" Pride helps; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our hurts— not to hurt others.

Heroism is endurance for one moment more.

Death comes to all But great achievements raise a monument Which shall endure until the sun grows old.

There's more to boxing than hitting. There's not getting hit, for instance.

They'll take everything, even your tears.

Not only the studying and writing of history but also the honoring of it both represent affirmations of a certain defiant faith-a desperate, unreasoning faith, if you will-but faith nevertheless in the endurance of this threatened world-faith in the total essentiality of historical continuity.

He once starved a woman to the brink of death, trying to break her. Poetic justice, he reflected.

Adapt or die," Helen said. "It's impossible to stop change," Maud said. "It's the nature of life. Those who refuse to adapt will eventually die out. But before they do, they will get nasty. They might even hate you.

Your ego would survive an apocalypse." "Thank you." "It wasn't a compliment." "It was to me.

You can do without sleep or without food, but not without both and sleep wasn't an option.

Every cell in her ached, as if her whole body had been through such a long and grueling punishment that it simply gave up and now wallowed in self-pity and pain.

Rogan gave him a flat stare. Lesser men would've fled for their life, but Augustine was clearly made of sterner stuff.

The pain gets better with time," I told her. "It always hurts, but it gets better.

He seemed to shrug off the sun's rays.

Any landing you could walk away from was a good landing.

Fear is pain. It hurts. I sink into it and use it like a sharpening stone gliding against a sword. It makes me better, more aware. But I can't be scared for too long, or it will wear me out.

When I come crawling home, bleeding and filthy and exhausted, the house is dark and empty.

The key to survival is to not give up. You have to fight for your life. You have to have hope. If you let go of hope, it's over. Giving up is dying quietly with your hands bound in a hut where the man who tied you up threw you. Hope is kicking your way out and running ten miles across snow and forest against all odds.

Yes, I do. The last time we met, he tortured me," Ascanio said. He what? Could this get any worse? "You're still alive," Hugh said. "Clearly my heart wasn't in it.

Ilona Andrews

Dylan Thomas's

Sometimes life just kept punching you in the teeth, no matter how many times you got up.