Quotes About Determination

Why do I do this?

Joe Abercrombie

Yarvi: 'If we had known the hardship of it, we might have chosen another.' Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.' Yarvi: 'All we can do now is see it through.' Shidwala: 'So it is with many choices.

Some would say the best time to cross an obstacle is when one finds oneself on the wrong side of it!

Never took an easy path if he thought it was the wrong one. Never stepped back from a fight if he thought it had to be done.

You must make of your quim a stone.

Worry less about what the gods might do and more about what you can, that's my advice.

When you have a load to lift, you're better lifting than weeping.

They say it's men with nothing to lose you should fear. But it's them who fear most.

To be brave among friends was nothing. To have the world against you and pick your path regardless–there is courage.

The world is a grey place. A place of half-truths. Of half-wrongs and half-rights. Yet there are things worth fighting for, and they must be pursued with all our vigour and commitment. Half-measures achieve nothing.' 'What

Better to do it, than to live with the fear of it, and so forth.

Cuando hay que hacer algo, lo mejor es no demorarlo para no tener que vivir temiéndolo.

Rising early. Of course. The second greatest virtue. It comes just behind ruthlessness.

And he realized then that he had not lost all those times in the training square because he lacked the skill, or the strength, or even a hand. He had lacked the will. And somewhere on the South Wind, somewhere in the trackless ice, somewhere in this ancient ruin, he had found it.

He flowed up to the first wall, slid one leg over it, silent as a mouse. He lifted himself up, smooth as butter, keeping quiet, keeping low. His back foot caught on a set of loose stones, dragged them scraping with him. He grabbed at them, fumbled them, knocked over even more with his elbow and they clattered down loud around him. He stumbled onto his weak ankle, twisted it, squawked with pain, fell over and rolled through a patch of thistles.

Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers...

But here's the sorry truth — if you really don't want a thing, you don't have to keep telling yourself so.

I am ready to die, but I refuse to lose.

Hard words are for fools and cowards. Calder might have been both, but Logen was neither. If you mean to kill, you're better getting right to it than talking about it. Talk only makes the other man ready, and that's the last thing you want.

Well don't just hit 'em, you lazy bastards!" he shouted in a broken voice. "Pull 'em!

He flowed up to the first wall, slid one leg over it, silent as a mouse. He lifted himself up, smooth as butter, keeping quiet, keeping low. His back foot caught on a set of loose stones, dragged them scraping with him. He grabbed at them, fumbled them, knocked over even more with his elbow, and they clattered down loud around him. He stumbled onto his weak ankle, twisted it, squawked with pain, fell over, and rolled through a patch of thistles. "Shit," he grunted,

You will be struck, and when you are the force of it must not stagger you, the pain of it must not slow you, the shock of it must not cause you to doubt.

Once you've got a task to do, it's better to do it than to live with the fear of it.