Quotes About Determination

You want it. I can see it in you." I gritted my teeth. "The part of me that wants it doesn't get a vote," I said.

Hell's Bells-Harry Dresden

See, here's the thing. Morgan was right: you can't win them all. But that doesn't mean that you give up. Not ever. Morgan never said that part—he was too busy living it.

And if I was to die, I was not going to go out in a gibbering heap of terror.

I might be the dumb kid with the sledgehammer from his father's toolshed, compared to the sword-saint samurai who were the Senior Council—but I had discovered, in my time, that no matter how skilled and elegant a foe might be, a sledgehammer to the skull is a sledgehammer to the skull.

I have been beaten, but I have not yielded. I'm not going to start yielding now.

Come on, I said to Karrin. Head for the other boat. Should we? she asked. That Erlking guy seems a little..do-it-yourselfy.

If you want to live, if you want your friends and family to live, I expect you to do more than survive it," Mab said, sweeping out. "I expect you to skin them alive.

I had about as much chance to do that as I did of backpacking my car to the top of Mount Rushmore.

Ascher eyed me. "You have a very negative attitude. Just relax and we'll get this done. Try not to look around so much. And for God's sake, smile." I smiled. "Maybe without clenching your jaw.

I leaned against the wall, dazed, panting, and gasped, in my deepest and most gravelly voice, "No one can chain the Hulk!

I told you long ago that being a real wizard means sacrifice. It means knowing things no one else does," he said, still growling. "I told you that it meant that you might have to act upon what you knew, and knew to be right, even though the whole world set its hand against you. Or that you might have to do horrible, necessary things. Do you remember that?

Eventually, it's better to go forward into it and have things settled than to huddle in terror for one second longer.

Harry," she said. "What if we can't find out who is doing it in time?" "We'll find them," I said. "But if we don't?" "Then we fight monsters." Murphy took a deep breath and nodded as we stepped out into the summer night. "Damn right we do.

Murphy," I hissed. "Are you absolutely sure about this hair? That it belongs to Kravos?" If it didn't, the doll wouldn't do diddly to the sorcerer, unless I managed to throw it into his eye. "We're reasonably sure," she whispered, "yes." "Reasonably sure. Great." But I knelt down, and marked out the circle around me, then another around the Ken doll, and wrought my spell.

dredged up a quote from someone I rarely agreed with about anything. "What's the point of free will, if not to spit in the eye of destiny?

You're reacted to the fear, but you haven't ever faced it and put it into the fight perspective. You have to make up your mind to overcome it.

The only good thing about having your back to the wall is that it makes it really easy to choose which way you're going to go.

Never again. Tell them that. Never again. Or Hell itself will not hide you from me.

Fight like a woman, my ass," Murphy muttered darkly

With your head, the wall breaks first.

Solution: Winchester.

I let out a battle cry. Sure, a lot of people might have mistaken it for a sudden yelp of unmanly fear, but trust me: It was a battle cry.

Finish that sentence, Raith, and we throw down," said Murphy in a calm, level voice.