Quotes About Triumph

The Meaning of Suffering We must never forget that we may also find meaning in life even when confronted with a hopeless situation, when facing a fate that cannot be changed. For what then matters is to bear witness to the uniquely human potential at its best, which is to transform a personal tragedy into a triumph, to turn one's predicament into a human achievement.

For what then matters is to bear witness to the uniquely human potential at its best, which is to transform a personal tragedy into a triumph, to turn one's predicament into a human achievement.

Human potential at its best is to transform a tragedy into a personal triumph, to turn one's predicament into a human achievement.

We must never forget that we may also find meaning in life even when confronted with a hopeless situation, when facing a fate that cannot be changed. For what then matters is to bear witness to the uniquely human potential at its best, which is to transform a personal tragedy into a triumph, to turn one's predicament into a human achievement. When we are no longer able to change a situation. . .we are challenged to change ourselves.

What a tale he's told, what a bitter bowl of war he's drunk to the dregs.

Love conquers all. Let Love then smile at our defeat.

Live, and prosper, for all your adventures are past. We are called onwards from destiny to destiny. For you, your rest is won.

Haud impune quidem; nec talia passus Ulixes, oblitusve sui est Ithacus discrimine tanto.

Love triumphs over all.

Well, the day has come when a woman's weapons prove your daydreams wrong! Still, you carry no mean fame to your fathers' shades— just tell them this: You died by Camilla's spear!

Una salus uictis nullam sperare salutem

in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London; this moment of June.

To be flung into the sea, to be washed hither and thither, and driven about the roots of the world—the idea was incoherently delightful. She sprang up, and began moving about the room, bending and thrusting aside the chairs and tables as if she were indeed striking through the waters. He watched her with pleasure; she seemed to be cleaving a passage for herself, and dealing triumphantly with the obstacles which would hinder their passage through life.

Aki elveszti személyiségét, elveszti vele a nyugtalanságot, a rohanást, mozgást; amikor a dolgok így összeálltak ebben a békében, ebben a nyugalomban, ebben az örökkévalóságban, mindig ajkára szökött valamiféle diadalittas kiáltás: gyÅ'zött az élet felett.

V.V. sought to express something, which until expressed had only a twilight being (or even none at all--nothing but the illusion of the backward shadow of its imminent expression). It was Ada's castle of cards. It was the standing of a metaphor on its head not for the sake of the trick's difficulty, but in order to perceive an ascending waterful or a sunrise in reverse: a triumph, in a sense, over the ardis of time.

I wandered through various public rooms, glory below, gloom above: for the look of lust always is gloomy; lust is never quite sure--even when the velvety victim is locked up in one's dungeon--that some rival devil or influential god may still not abolish one's prepared triumph.

Tenderness rounds out true triumph, gentleness lubricates genuine liberation: emotions that are not diagnostic of glory or passion in dreams.

I wandered through various public rooms, glory below, gloom above: for the look of lust always is gloomy; lust is never quite sure—even when the velvety victim is locked up in one's dungeon—that some rival devil or influential god may still not abolish one's prepared triumph

I could see the corridor window, where the wires-six thin black wires-were doing their best to slant up, to ascend skyward, despite the lightning blows dealt them by one telegraph pole after another; but just as all six, in a triumphant swoop of pathetic elation, were about to reach the top of the window, a particularly vicious blow would bring them down, as low as they had ever been, and they would have to start all over again.

To play safe, I prefer to accept only one type of power: the power of art over trash, the triumph of magic over the brute.

We represent the end of race. And the Fascists know that when there is no more race, there will be no more capitalism, and no more war, and no more money for the munition makers, because the workers of the world will have triumphed.

You people are so damned stupid," Revenant said. "That's why angels always take it up the ass against fallen angels. Ever watch Spaceballs ? Explains it perfectly. Evil will always triumph because Good is dumb." Revenant grinned and waggled his brow. "Fortunately for you, I'm evil. Let's go.

Life is great when you're winning.

Granamyr doesn't fight humans, Granamyr wins.