Quotes About Determination

No simple cherry picker for me, she thought. I get a time-traveling genius who comes with a world of problems and sends me back through time to fix them.

Hope is a critical thing. Without it, we are nothing. Hope shapes the will. The will shapes the world. I

known," Dani said miserably. "She hangs here. Likes Chester's. I been hunting her. Guess she knew it. Ow!" She touched her mouth. Her lips were cracked, oozing. It looked as if her teeth were about to start falling out. Tears stung my eyes. I slammed my palms into the frozen Gray Woman.

There was nothing out there but him. He'd been looking for a long time.

Silently, without questioning her luck—luck always favors the arrow that knows its goal—she ascends the stairs.

In the Deep South, we understand pride. We lost everything once, but by God, we held on to our pride. We heaped fuel onto the fire of it, stoked it as high as a crematorium. And we immolate ourselves on it sometimes.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire. The soles of my shoes should have been steaming.

He smiled faintly. "Do your thing, Ms. Lane. You might be criminally young, but the night is not.

I ran faster than a demon from Hell breaking out with Cerberus snapping at its heels.

There will be no takin' this back, lass. Doona even think to be tellin' me later that you willna hae me. You will hae me.

Buck up, little buckaroo, it said, in a dry, gravelly drawl. You wouldn't believe how many things that advice has gotten me through since. When everything else is gone, balls are all any of us really have left. The question is: Are yours made of flesh and blood, or steel?

My heart makes the decision without me and tries to get to her the fastest way possible.

I know a few universals like: he who can destroy a thing controls it. Not that I get off on destroying things but when you get backed against a wall, coming out with both guns blazing is pretty much your only choice. I want enough power to void a contract, enough to quit my job, permanent-like.

I've got soul but I'm not a soldier

A sidhe-seer without hope, without an unshakable determination to survive, is a dead sidhe-seer. A sidhe-seer who believes herself outgunned, outmanned, may as well point that doubt straight at her temple, pull the trigger, and blow her own brains out with it. There are really only two positions one can take toward anything in life: hope or fear. Hope strengthens, fear kills.

I always come back. He does, too. Actions speak.

I can either be a victim—or a winner. Fuck victimhood. I don't wear it well; it clashes with my wardrobe.

He stared at her a long moment, his eyes narrowed. "Lass," he said softly, "if you tried to leave me, I fear I wouldn't let you. I fear I would do whatever I had to do, no matter how ruthless, to keep you." "I consider myself warned," she said pertly. "Trust me, I'm not going anywhere. Now tell me.

pint-size strength

Life isn't a bloody comic strip, kid," Ryodan said coolly. "Yes it is," he said, "and we get to write our own script, so be epic or vacate the page. You're all taking this way too seriously.

Once you walked away, you had to keep walking and never look back.

I will confront the wasp in our nest come morning.

Dude, you got to draw your lines in the sand somewhere and hold them. It's especially important when the sand keeps shifting beneath your feet.

Karen Marie Moning