Quotes About Defeat

Peut-être faudra-t-il que quelqu'un ose leur apprendre à regarder la défaite dans les yeux, ose leur expliquer que pour se relever il faut d'abord admettre qu'on est à terre. Peut-être faudra-t-il que quelqu'un leur dise la vérité un jour.

La défaite est quelquefois une opportunité, les Arabes n'ont pas su la saisir. La victoire est quelquefois un piège, les Israéliens n'ont pas su l'éviter.

c'est qu'après la mort du « compromis historique » à l'italienne, plus aucune opportunité ne s'est présentée pour que la guerre froide se termine par un « match nul ». La défaite du « camp socialiste » était en train de devenir inéluctable. Aujourd'hui, sans mérite, nous le savons ; en 1978, les Soviétiques ne le savaient pas.

I know nothing of this silence except that it lies outside the reach of my intelligence, beyond words - that is why this silence must win, must inevitably defeat me, because it is not a presence at all.

Amigo, yo bien sé lo que hacen los hombres con los vencidos". Y no era más que una frase. Nada más. ¿Qué sé yo de lo que hacen los hombres con los vencidos…? ¿Quiénes son, al fin y al cabo, los vencidos? ¿Me creí acaso, entonces, vencido? No: no lo pensé suiquiera. Yo mantenía mi esperanza.

No, let us not conquer the heavens. It is enough to have the power to do so. War engenders war, and victory defeat. God, conquered, will become Satan; Satan, conquering, will become God. May the fates spare me this terrible lot!?

A win doesn't feel as good as a loss feels bad, and the good feeling doesn't last as long as the bad. Not even close.

Losing to Pete has caused me enormous pain, but in the long run it's also made me more resilient. If I'd beaten Pete more often, or if he'd come along in a different generation, I'd have a better record, and I might go down as a better player, but I'd be less.

Ho la sensazione di essere stato messo a parte di un piccolo, ignobile segreto – vincere non cambia niente. Adesso che ho vinto uno slam, so qualcosa che a pochissimi al mondo è concesso sapere. Una vittoria non è così piacevole quant'è dolorosa una sconfitta. E ciò che provi dopo aver vinto non dura altrettanto a lungo. Nemmeno lontanamente.

Ho attraversato una grande estate, poi ho perso quella partita. Mi ha spezzato il cuore. Non mi sono mai sentito così solo sul campo o più deluso dal gioco.

I've been let in on a dirty little secret: winning changes nothing. Now that I've won a slam, I know something that very few people on earth are permitted to know. A win doesn't feel as good as a loss feels bad, and the good feeling doesn't last as long as the bad. Not even close.

People, I think, don't understand the pain of losing in a final. You practice and travel and grind to get ready. You win for one week, four matches in a row. (Or, at a slam, two weeks, six matches.) Then you lose that final match and your name isn't on the trophy, your name isn't in the record books. You lost only once, but you're a loser.

Now that I've won a slam, I know something that very few people on earth are permitted to know. A win doesn't feel as good as a loss feels bad, and the good feeling doesn't last as long as the bad. Not even close.

Voittamisen riemu on pienempi kuin häviämisen tuska, eikä hyvä tunne kestä yhtä kauaa kuin paha, ei läheskään.

Ti alleni, viaggi e sgobbi per prepararti. Vinci per una settimana, quattro match di fila. (o due, settimane,sei match, se si tratta di uno slam). Poi perdi quell'ultimo incontro e il tuo nome non è sul trofeo, il tuo nome non è agli atti. Hai perso una sola volta, ma sei il perdente." da Open La mia storia

The most important thing in life is to see to it that you are never beaten.

You know why you keep losing, 'cause, guess what, you're a fucking loser.

About as defiant as a girl can be with her mouth gagged, her arms pinned and her legs spread wide open

Defeat itself is defeated by the embrace of defeat, and death is swallowed up in victory.

There's a gentle sigh which descends like billowing silk upon the soul that accepts its coming death. It's a gentle pocket of air in the turbulence of everyday life... the silk settles around you as if it has been drifting towards the earth forever and has finally found it's target. The flag of defeat has been mercifully dropped and, in this action, the loss is not so bad. Defeat itself is defeated by the embrace of defeat, and death is swallowed up in victory.

Defeat itself is defeated by the embrace of defeat...

The personality is determined by a variety of interventions that enter the head like big symbolic flags in the conquered soil which seldom knows its defeat.

Sometimes death is just simpler than continuing to fight.

Acaso estaban tan devastados que con el paso del tiempo, al llegarles la hora, era más fácil someterse que oponer resistencia? ¿O era porque entendían que resistirse era inútil de cualquier modo y que sólo estarían retrasando lo inevitable?