Quotes About Determination

If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive plant; if you are a man, be love.

That it was no doubt a dark hour, but that he should get through it; that after all he held his destiny, evil as it might be, in his own hand; that he was master of it. He clung to that thought.

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Citizens! This is the example which the old give to the young. We hesitated, he came! we fell back, he advanced! Behold what those who tremble with old age teach those who tremble with fear!

Era um desses homens que dominam o espanto produzido pelos lances desesperados. Não obstante o ingente perigo da crise, não obstante o medonho aspecto da catástrofe, os gestos daquele homem em nada semelhavam a agonia do afogado que debaixo da água abre desmesuradamente os olhos num esgar convulso e horroroso.

If there is no sun,one must be made

Chi vuole restar virtuosa non deve aver compassione per le sue mani.

CHAPTER V—AT BOMBARDA'S

Si l'on n'est plus que mille, eh bien, j'en suis ! Si même Ils ne sont plus que cent, je brave encor Sylla ; S'il en demeure dix, je serai le dixième ; Et s'il n'en reste qu'un, je serai celui-là ! (If we're just a thousand, then, here I am! Even if They're just a hundred, still I face Sylla; If ten still stand, I'll be the tenth; And if there is only one left, I'll be this one!)

You'd be surprised at what I can do.

You can be anything you want. But you have to take a risk sometimes. Reach out.

wasn't the fear that mattered in life. It was the choices made when you were afraid. You were brave because of your fear, not in spite of it.

For the first time in his life, he was going to be a goddamn hero.

You hang on," her mother said. "Until your hands are bleeding, and still you do not let go.

She worked like a dog to support us, doing whatever she had to do, but each night, at bedtime, she kissed me good night and told me I could be anything in America. It was the dream that had brought her here and she passed it on to me. But, it was a lie. For people like us, anyway. Folks who are from the wrong place, or have the wrong color skin, or speak the wrong language, or pray to the wrong God.

Isabelle had always simply reacted in her life. Someone left her behind; she followed. Someone told her she couldn't do something; she did it. Every barrier she turned into a gate.

She's sick and she's been treated badly, but she can't be gone. She had the heart of a lion.

A year ago, Elsa would have thought it insane that any woman would think to walk from Oklahoma or Texas or Alabama to California, especially pushing a baby carriage. Now she knew better. When your children were dying, you did anything to save them, even walk over mountains and across deserts.

is not biology that determines fatherhood. It is love.

perhaps that's what life is, getting it wrong and going on, and still believing, always believing.

How do you keep hold of a dream like that?" "With both hands.

People think love is an act of faith," her mother said. "Sometimes it's an act of will.

Motherhood at times like this—most times—was about the steel in your spine, not the bend.

I am stronger than I use to be." As I say the words, I realize the truth of them. I am stronger now. Strong enough to reach for this dream...and strong enough to handle disappointment.