Morris West Quotes

It requires more courage to suffer than to die.

Courage! I have shown it for years; think you I shall lose it at the moment when my sufferings are to end?

Rather suffer than die is man's motto.

Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly.

You get rid of the fear of death by understanding that it is an integral fact of our existence. You do that through will and reason.

Death is no different whined at than withstood.

The truth is that when it comes to suffering, if we do not go to our graves in confusion, we will not go to our graves trusting. Explanations are a substitute for trust.

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

I trust myself. I trust my instincts. I know what I'm gonna do, what I can do, what I can't do. I've been through a lot, and I could go through more, but I hope I don't have to. But if I did, I'd be able to do it. I'm not going to enjoy dying, but there's not much prep for that.

Life is trouble. Only death is not. To be alive is to unfasten your belt and look for a fight.

I do not murmur, even if my heart break.

I cannot but think that he who finds a certain proportion of pain and evil inseparably woven up in the life of the very worms, will bear his own share with more courage and submission.

As long as one suffers one lives.

Birth, death, and suffering all bring us to the very edge of what our minds can understand.

A life of action and danger moderates the dread of death. It not only gives us fortitude to bear pain, but teaches us at every step the precarious tenure on which we hold our present being.

Was it hard? I hope she didn't die hard.' Sethe shook her head. 'Soft as cream. Being alive was the hard part.

I had no hope. Yet expectation lived on in me, the last thing she had left behind. What further consummations, mockeries, torments did I still anticipate? I had no idea as I abided in the unshaken belief that the time of cruel wonders was not yet over.

All life is a struggle in the dark.

What can they suffer that do not fear to die?

This one sits shivering in Fortune's smile, taking his joy with bated, doubtful breath. This other, gnawed by hunger, all the while laughs in the teeth of Death.

Death did not play favorites—He loved all equally. What you cannot escape, you must fight; what you cannot fight, you must endure . The god's voice—not quite words, just a thread of meaning laid in my receptive mind—

When you stop fighting, that's death.

Life's got to be lived, no matter how long or short. You got to take what comes.

Better to suffer than to die.

I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.