Kim Harrison Quotes

Hold on with a bulldog grip, and chew and choke as much as possible.

You've got to keep fighting - you've got to risk your life every six months to stay alive.

It is said that man doesn't live by bread alone. Sometimes this is unfortunate, because people who cannot live by bread alone too often kill other people in consequence of the fights they get into.

Without land, we are condemned to death. No one will accept that. Families will fight. We prefer to die rather than live without land.

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

I have to continue to work, to keep going, to always fight. This is the way.

I'm very much an admirer of people who are reaching for things and trying to survive.

To the last moment of his breath, On hope the wretch relies; And even the pang preceding death Bids expectation rise.

When you're in the battlefield, survival is all there is.

Cursing themselves in ragged dreamsfire has singed the edges of,they know a slow dying the fields have come to terms with.Shimmering fans work against the heat& smell of gunpowder, making moneyfloat from hand to hand. The next momenta rocket pushes a white fistthrough night sky, & they scatter like birds& fall into the shape their liveshave become.

I did what sports were supposed to be like, and I was living in my car. So you know what, fine. I'm gonna talk a bunch of sh*t. I'm gonna pose in a couple of pictures. And I'm gonna break a couple of girl's arms, and I'm not gonna feel the least bit sorry about it because you know what? At least I can feed my dog.

Nevertheless, no matter how much they killed themselves with work, no matter how much money they eked out, and no matter how many schemes they thought of, their guardian angels were asleep with fatigue while they put in coins and took them out trying to get just enough to live with.

Fish," the old man said. "Fish, you are going to have to die anyway. Do you have to kill me too?

Before I die, I want to fight for life.

Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.

We must have hope or starve to death.

I had 2 choices, be silent and get killed, or speak up and be killed, I chose the second option.

Sometimes holding on was all you could do.

Yes, victors are our strongest. They're the ones who survived the arena and slipped the noose of poverty that strangles the rest of us. They, or should I say we, are the very embodiment of hope where there is no hope. And now twenty-three of us will be killed to show how even that hope was an illusion.

When you die, that does not mean that you lose to cancer.

Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse, wouldn't quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he churned that cream into butter and crawled out. Gentlemen, as of this moment, I am that second mouse.

I think I'm an observer in a way. And my life was not so - well, my life was bad too - but it's just that I had the sense to cope with it. But it's probably not that easy to cope if you're in a society where you get killed when your husband dies.

We aren't particularly talented. We try harder!

Growing up, my family was an enemy of the state. I have experienced more disappointment than joy, much more sad stories or desperate conditions.

If you work hard the fight's easy. If you don't work hard then the fight's hard.