Quotes About Determination

School, Frankie, school. The books, the books, the books. Get out of Limerick before your legs rot and your mind collapses entirely.

I'll make it. I won't die. I've got too much I have to do to let myself die.

His helmet was stifling, it narrowed his vision. And he must see far. His shield was heavy. It threw him off balance. And his target is far away.

Frank Miller

You don't get it son. This isn't a mudhole, it's an operating table and I am the surgeon. -Batman

I have shown him that a man without hope is a man without fear.

I'll cut him in two—with the whip," he shouted. "I will, I will, I say I will, for a fact. He wouldn't fight, hey? I'll give um all the fight he wants, nasty, mangy cur. If he won't fight he won't eat. I'm going to get the butcher's bull pup and I'll put um both in a bag and shake um up. I will, for a fact, and I guess Alec will fight. Come along, Mister Grannis," and he took the old Englishman away.

I mean, everything beats me, even twos and threes.

That horse was maybe the ugliest, square-headed animal I had ever laid eyes on and so stupid it couldn't find grass if it wasn't standing on it. So timid it would spook at a rock just on the notion the thing might jump at him and so slow you started back to the wagon for dinner as soon as you'd had breakfast. Still, he didn't know the meaning of quit, and I was used to him so I scratched him behind the ears a little

Two little mice fell into a bucket of cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned, but the second mouse, he struggled so hard that he eventually churned that cream into butter and he walked out. Amen.

Frank swam frantically toward the trapped girl!

solve a mystery on our own, though." Frank

dark eyes. His brow was furrowed in a deep scowl, but in a flash he assumed

The Hardys and Chet hastened out into the chilly air. The lighted windows of the house became eerie rectangles of hazy yellow in the drifting mist as the trio skirted the dense bushes edging the lawn.

The group managed to squeeze into a single taxi. Soon they were whisked through a beautiful residential area of pink and white villas, then out onto a wide boulevard lined by palms, in clear view of the sea. "Pretty nice place," Chet remarked. "Let's have some fun while we're here and not get mixed up with a bunch of crooks." The others smiled. When they reached the hotel, the boys went at once to Mr. Hardy's room for a conference.

No way, Chet," Frank said as he parked the van. "I need Joe in my act." Chet laughed as he jumped out of the van. "Think about it, Joe," he said. "I've got to run. I have a juggling class." "Sorry, but we have to cut class again," Joe said, zipping up his jacket against the cold. "We're going to take private lessons from our mystery juggler—Ralph Rosen." Chet laughed

In man's struggle against the world, bet on the world.

Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.

From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back. That is the point that must be reached.

Logic may indeed be unshakeable, but it cannot withstand a man who is determined to live.

Hold fast to the diary from today on! Write regularly! Don't surrender! Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it every moment.

One must fight to get to the top, especially if one starts at the bottom.

From a certain point onward there is no longer any turning back.

You too have weapons.