Quotes About Determination

Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible.

If there is a good will, there is great way.

But I am constant as the Northern Star, Of whose true fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament.

If we should fail? Lady Macbeth: We fail? But screw your courage to the sticking place, And we'll not fail.

I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die.

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

Be bloody bold and resolute.

I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England and Saint George!

Screw your courage to the sticking place and we will not fail.

But screw your courage to the sticking place, and we'll not fail.

Let it be virtuous to be obstinate.

Why, then the world 's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open.

Ambition should be made from sterner stuff.

To climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first.

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me.

Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i' the adage?

Come, be a man. Drown thyself? Drown cats and blind puppies!

Why, that is nothing: for I tell you, father, I am as peremptory as she proud-minded; And where two raging fires meet together They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: Though little fire grows great with little wind, Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all: So I to her and so she yields to me; For I am rough and woo not like a babe.

Forward, I pray, since we have come so far, And be it moon, or sun, or what you please. And if you please to call it a rush candle, Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me.

Strong reasons make strong actions.

Hark, villains! I will grind your bones to dust. (Act V, Scene 2, 2503)

O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

Pour on, I will endure.

Muster your wits; stand in your own defence...