Quotes About Determination

It's not a question of who will allow me to do it, it's a question of who will stop me.

No matter what night preceded it, she had never known a morning when she did not feel the rise of a quiet excitement that became a tightening energy in her body and a hunger for action in her mind—because this was the beginning of day and it was a day of her life.

I always know what I want. And when you know what you want - you go toward it. Sometimes you go very fast, and sometimes only an inch a year. Perhaps you feel happier when you go fast. I don't know. I've forgotten the difference long ago, because it really doesn't matter, so long as you move.

It is my will which chooses, and the choice of my will is the only edict I must respect.

Don't think of them now. Never think of pain or danger or enemies a moment longer than is necessary to fight them.

He looked at the granite. To be cut, he thought, and made into walls. He looked at a tree. To be split and made into rafters. He looked at a streak of rust on the stone and thought of iron ore under the ground. To be melted and to emerge as girders against the sky. These rocks, he thought, are waiting for me; waiting for the drill, the dynamite and my voice; waiting to be split, ripped, pounded, reborn; waiting for the shape my hands will give them.

There is no necessity for pain-why, then, is the worst pain reserved for those who will not accept its necessity?

If you want my advice, Peter," he said at last, "you've made a mistake already. By asking me. By asking anyone. Never ask people. Not about your work. Don't you know what you want? How can you stand it, not to know?

Get the hell out of my way! Said by John Galt as the leaders of the country tried to make him become their dictator.

I'll be afraid only on a day that will never come. The day when I give up.

I can do nothing halfway. Those who can, have a fissure somewhere inside. Most people have many. They lie to themselves—not to know that. I've never lied to myself.

The statue was of a young man with a tall, gaunt body and an angular face. He held his head as if he faced a challenge and found joy in his capacity to meet it.

HOWARD ROARK LAUGHED. He stood naked at the edge of a cliff. The lake lay far below him. A frozen explosion of granite burst in flight to the sky over motionless water. The water seemed immovable, the stone flowing. The stone had the stillness of one brief moment in battle when thrust meets thrust and the currents are held in a pause more dynamic than motion. The stone glowed, wet with sunrays.

I can accept anything, except what seems to be the easiest for most people: the halfway, the almost, the just-about, the in-between.

When the train stopped, when she got off and heard the concrete of the platform under her heels, she felt light, lifted, impelled to action. She started off, walking fast, as if the speed of her steps could give form to the things she felt.

So long as road lies before us, and what care we if we must travel it alone!

And, after all, you've got to live." "Not that way," said Roark.

He was taking control, rather than simply letting things happen to him. Then

Bruised and bleeding, he picked himself up and continued on. Eventually, he found a new path.

He was taking control, rather than simply letting things happen to him.

Qué harías si no tuvieras miedo?

Mrs. Martin, I happen to be committed to a course of action. That does not mean I don't care whether the action is good or bad.

Una volta dissi a un tale che non c'è niente d'impossibile. E lui mi chiese se ero capace di passare da una porta girevole con gli sci ai piedi. (Stardance)

Good, better, best. Never let it rest. 'Til your good is better and your better is best.