The color of defeat chokes her pupils, even though her nod and smile and uncomfortable sitting motion on the couch indicate that she is not finished yet. She will carry on, like all of us.
Smile stubborn.
Smile with instinct, then lick your wounds in the darkest of corners. Trace the scars back to your own fingers and remember them.
They dig holes from time to time,' the Colonel explains. 'It is probably for them what chess is for me. It has no special meaning, does not transport them anywhere. All of us dig at our own pure holes. We have nothing to achieve by our activities, nowhere to get to. Is there not something marvelous about this? We hurt no one and no one gets hurt. No victory, no defeat.
Haruki MurakamiTags: victory defeat pure holes
And so the afternoon stretched on, and Ezbon toasted their imminent defeat to the dregs.
C.N. FaustTags: war fantasy gothic defeat
It was a defeat, resorting to crude threats in a game of subtlety, but sometimes one must sacrifice a battle to win the war.
Mark LawrenceTags: war victory defeat threats
Danger is a good teacher, and makes apt scholars. So are disgrace, defeat, exposure to immediate scorn and laughter. There is no opportunity in such cases for self-delusion, no idling time away, no being off your guard (or you must take the consequences) - neither is there any room for humour or caprice or prejudice.
William HazlittTags: self-worth danger defeat disgrace exposure hazlitt william-hazlitt
No man is defeated without until he has first been defeated within.
Eleanor RooseveltTags: defeat eleanor-roosevelt
God save me from another such victory.
Lois McMaster BujoldTags: victory defeat pyrrhic-victories
One good punch from Rube on me would send the sky into my head and the clouds into my lungs. I just always tried to stay up.
Markus ZusakTags: victory fighting defeat standing
Now comes the picture of mass defeat, the most awesome spectacle of the war. It is in the bent bodies of old women who poke among ruins seeking some miserable object that will link their lives with the old days. It is in the shamed darting eyes of the defeated. It is in the faces of the little boys who regard our triumphant columns with fear and fascination. And above all it is in the thousands of beaten, dusty soldiers who stream along the roads towards the stockades. Their feet clump wearily, mechanically, hopelessly on the still endless road of war. They move as haggard, gray masses, in which the individual had neither life nor meaning. It is impossible to see in these men the quality that made them stand up and fight like demons out of hell a few shorts months ago.
Audie MurphyTags: war triumph soldiers defeat world-war-2
Regardless of gender, one has to be willing to take what belongs and what has been promised, by not backing down and by not giving up. Never be willing to throw in the towel and accept defeat!
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