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Survival Quotes


"And while the law of competition may be sometimes hard for the individual, it is best for the race, because it ensures the survival of the fittest in every department."


"This was trail magic. Sea Breeze's fire, his light, his heat, his life, remained, their salvation. It is a fact that all drainages, if followed downhill, lead to the same lowland water body. Lost and fallen hikers follow drainages down because walking ridges is harder. And so, despite the complex web of paths, waterfalls, cliffs, as a hiker wanders downhill, drainages merge, faint, abstract paths coalesce, thicken, until there is one path " the one, natural, trodden way. It isn't a coincidence that Sea Breeze, Brandon Day and Gina Allen, and countless other hikers all wandered, lost, down the same steep slope to nowhere."


"His reading suggested a man swimming in the sea among the wreckage of his ship, and trying to save his life by greedily clutching first at one spar and then at another."



"All right, so give me some idea of what you can do," says Haymitch.I can't do anything," says Peeta, "unless you count baking bread."Sorry, I don't. Katniss. I already know you're handy with a knife, says Haymitch.Not really. But I can hunt, I say. "With a bow and arrow.And you're good? asks Haymitch.I have to think about it. I've been putting food on the table for four years. That's no small task. I'm not as good as my father was, but he'd had more practice. I've better aim than Gale, but I've had more practice. He's a genius with traps and snares. "I'm all right, I say."


"There are two problems for our species' survival - nuclear war and environmental catastrophe - and we're hurtling towards them. Knowingly."


"There were days when I still put on make up in case you'd come back,but I wear the same clothes and shower in the rainand eat when I can and sleep when I can,which is rare and not often,so if you'd see me nowon these streetswhere I once imagined walking with youyou'd have a hard time recognising me.I takes a lot to run away."


"You ask me to make peace with the monsters who did this?She didn't even look around at 'this.' "Yes. The alternative is extinction. There's no coming back from that-no new weapon to fire when no one is left and you've no universe left to fire it in."


"When walking alone in a jungle of true darkness, there are three things that can show you the way: instinct to survive, the knowledge of navigation, creative imagination. Without them, you are lost."


"Sam, can you, you know, like burn that concrete off her hands?"No. I can't aim that precisely."I don't even know what can be done, Edilio said as he fed the girl another microscopic bite of food. "You try and break that stuff off with a sledge hammer or something, or even a hammer and a chisel, it's going to really hurt. Probably break every bone in her hands, man."Who would have done this to her? Lana wondered."That's a Coates Academy uniform, Astrid answered. "We're probably not far from there."


"The best thing about the street is not what you've got, it is about what you do with what you've got."


"You can't expect a wolf to play with you and not eventually bite."


"In the desert, the only god is a well."


"The snow came up to the top of Georgie's calves - she had to lift her feet high to make any progress. Her ears and eyelids were freezing...God, she'd never even been able to imagine this much cold before. How could people live someplace that so obviously didn't want them?"



"We need not renounce the use of conventional force. We will be ready to repel any clear and present danger that poses a genuine threat to our national security and survival."


"People will do amazing things to ensure their survival."


"He dragged me back - just in time. A tree had crashed down on to the side walk, just missing us. Poirot stared at it, pale and upset. "It was a near thing that! But clumsy, all the same - for I had no suspicion - at least hardly any suspicion. Yes, but for my quick eyes, the eyes of a cat, Hercule Poirot might now be crushed out of existence - a terrible calamity for the world. And you, too, mon ami - though that would not be such a national catastrophe." "Thank you," I said coldly."


"Our pleasures were simple - they included survival."


"His whisper continued to stream a silent cacophony of warnings, kill and damage reports and pleas for assistance.He allowed himself two seconds to watch it and came away with the sense they were losing. Not lost and not soon, but losing."



"One had a knife. But I had a staff and was trained to use it."


"She collapsed at the bottom of the trail, at the edge of the ghost town. Dekka sat on Edilio and pressed down on the wound. The force of the blood was weaker now. She could almost hold the blood back now, not a good thing, no, because it meant he was almost finished, his brave heart almost done beating.Dekka looked up straight into the glittering eyes of a coyote. She could sense the others around her, closing in. Wary but sensing that a fresh meal was close at hand."


"After dinner, at five o'clock, the crew distributed folding canvas cots to the passengers, and each person opened his bed wherever he could find room, arranged it with the bedclothes from his petate, and set the mosquito netting over that. Those with hammocks hung them in the salon, and those who had nothing slept on the tablecloths that were not changed more than twice during the trip."



"You know something? There are sandstorms that strip man and horse and bury them - I've seen them. I saw bones piled higher than my head for the folly of a bad king and those who wanted his throne. I lived through a blizzard that froze every other living creature solid. Against those things, you're only a man. I can deal with you."



"I would close my eyes and dream of something strong, dream of horses exploding, rising into the air, their hearts beating survive, survive, survive."



"Learning is not compulsory... neither is survival."


"Perhaps catastrophe is the natural human environment, and even though we spend a good deal of energy trying to get away from it, we are programmed for survival amid catastrophe."


"What was a demon but a lost soul, one that had been forced to use his skills to survive."



"You didn't kill him. He would have killed you, but you didn't kill him.""So? He was stupid. If I killed everyone who was stupid, I wouldn't have time to sleep."
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