Survival Of The Human Soul Quotes

“We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist?”
― Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot

“As the earth dies your spirit will bloom; as the world fades your soul will rise and glisten. Amongst the dehydrated crevices of a desert earth you will stumble upon your diamonds; in between the dry skulls and cracked bones you will find your sapphires.”
― C. JoyBell C.

“I’m a survivor. And like the moon, I have a feeling it would take a truly spectacular event to keep me from taking my place in the scheme of things, waxing, waning, and eclipsing notwithstanding.”
― Janet Rebhan, Finding Tranquility Base

“What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?”
― Aberjhani, Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry

“Between death and hell a bridge shining silver wings offers his soul hope.”
― Aberjhani, The River of Winged Dreams

“In twenty-four hours we have gone through more than anyone else has - I'm sure of it. But does that bind two people? Or does that just make us survivors?”
― Carl Novakovich, The Watchers: The Tomb

“Give Compassion: Every day the average person fights epic battles never told just to survive.”
― Ken Poirot

“Look now,' Vesna's mother continued, 'what do you know, a civil war might break out any minute: Serbs would fight with Croats, Czechs would fight with Slovaks, Hungarians would fight with Jews. how can you be sure of anything?'

'But, Mother, if this happens, then it will such big trouble that nobody would think about a shortage of pantyhose,' protested Vesna.

'You'd be surprised, my dear, to know that people have to live and survive during wars, too. Besides, how do you think we survived communism?”
― Slavenka Drakulić, How We Survived Communism and Even Laughed

“She was a beautiful who had survived the ugliest nightmares.”
― Mishi McCoy

“Wherever there was a scrap of soil amongst the ravaged crags, emaciated trees struggled to cling on: a poignant metaphor for the way so many Nepalis eke out an existence, defiantly surviving on less than nothing.”
― Jane Wilson-Howarth, A Glimpse of Eternal Snows: A Journey of Love and Loss in the Himalayas