Quotes About Determination

Nobody gave you to me. Nobody said that's the one for you. I picked you out. Wrong time, yep, and doing wrong by my wife. But the picking out, the choosing. Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind. My mind. And I made up my mind to follow you too.

I get angry about things, then go on and work.

He said, 'Always. Always.

Nothing and nobody is obliged to save you but you.

Gather up your loins, daughter. You named Lillian Florence Jones after my mother. A toughter lady never lived. Find your talent and drive it.

Well, if a man don't HAVE a chance, then he has to TAKE a chance!

Tough shit, buddy. Your tough shit...

If a Negro got legs he ought to use them. Sit down too long, somebody will figure out a way to tie them up.

It never occurred to us that the Earth itself might have been unyielding

Probably best, he thought. If a Negro got legs he ought to use them. Sit down too long, somebody will figure out a way to tie them up. Still

Before and since, all her effort was directed not on avoiding pain but on getting through it as quickly as possible.

Before and since, all her effort was directed not on avoiding pain but on getting through it as quickly as possible. The

she refused to believe that she had come all that way, endured all she had, to die on the wrong side of the river.

His first earned purchase made him glow, never mind the turnips were withered dry. That was when he decided that to eat, walk and sleep anywhere was life as good as it got.

When he was drifting, thinking only about the next meal and night's sleep, when everything was packed tight in his chest, he had no sense of failure, of things not working out. Anything that worked at all worked out.

His sister was gutted, infertile, but not beaten. She could know the truth, accept it, and keep on quilting. Frank tried to sort out what else was troubling him and what to do about it.

Finally Milkman could take no more; he had to rest. At the next tree he sank down to the ground and put his head back on its bark. Let them laugh if they wanted to; he would not move until his heart left from under his chin and went back down into his chest where it belonged.

I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind. My mind. And I made up my mind to follow you too.

Probably best, he thought. If a Negro got legs he ought to use them. Sit down too long, somebody will figure out a way to tie them up. Still. . . if her boys were gone . . .

But the important thing is that I don't do anything else. I avoid social life normally associated with publishing. I don't go to the cocktail parties, I don't give or go to dinner parties. I need that time in the evening because I can do a tremendous amount of work then. And I can concentrate. When I sit down to write I never brood. I have so many other things to do, with my children and teaching, that I can't afford it...

It could be sweat, but it hurt enough to be blood.

What good is a man's life if he can't even choose what to die for?

Come Prepared or Not at All

Umica ka hanu HOLD THE BREATH Be patient; don't give up.