Quotes About Determination

Look, winning and losing can't be quantified. They are states of mind, and losing happens only when you give up. Seen that way, then, the world can be filled with winners, and there is room for them all.

Control your own destiny, or someone else will.

Those that yield are not always weak

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

To fail and persevere is a harder test than any you will meet on the practice-field.

It is all we can do to try. It is enough.

As often as not, we forge our own chains. And from those, not even Adonai Himself can free us. We must do it ourselves.

Non sempre chi accondiscende è debole.

To, co se podvolí, není vždycky slabé.

How he did it, I do not know, for by then the cold and exhaustion were so deep in my bones that I could barely think. It wasn't until he returned, hollow-eyed, that I realized he was worse off than I. It is a strange thing, human endurance.

One day I took my courage in both hands

As gloriously, splendidly, intractably single-minded as he was, loving him was like grasping a knife, a clean white blaze of pain that kept me anchored to myself.

That which yields is not always weak

Sbagliare e perseverare è una prova più dura di qualsiasi battaglia.

You've got more courage in your little finger than most folks have in their entire bodies, my own child. I

I know this isn't easy for anyone - nothing worth doing is every easy Brenda to Maisie Dobbs

Jacqueline Winspear

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I do not know if these hands will become Malcolm's—raised and fisted or Martin's—open and asking or James's—curled around a pen. I do not know if these hands will be Rosa's or Ruby's gently gloved and fiercely folded calmly in a lap, on a desk, around a book, ready to change the world . . .

I think there is something to be said for a well-publicized ass-kicking.

five traits: decision, desire, will, closure, and security.

EVERYBODY HAS PLANS UNTIL THEY GET HIT. —MIKE TYSON

Growing heated as he talks about the lost opportunity, Balsillie stops and bows his head. Rubbing a clenched fist back and forth across his forehead, as if trying to remove some hidden stain, he ends the conversation. "I must not go back to the life of commerce," he says.

Good women are the scariest varmints of all.