Quotes About Victory

I fight everyday to not let the past overtake me. Sometimes I win, sometimes it does.

Would've been here sooner," growled Wolfe, calling the pack off with a quick gesture. "But that bitch tied me up. Had to wait for the dogs to gnaw through my ropes.

History's like that. There are wars, and unfortunately, in the end, who wins and who loses is more important than who's right or wrong.

What doesn't kill me... Better start running!

You've done your worst, but you haven't seen what I can do yet.

What's your sport?" Trey held his chin up, looking very pleased with himself. "Football. A real man's sport.

Not sure I would've been alive for their rescue if you hadn't set that bitch on fire. How did you do that?

I survived the whole day guarding Lissa, and you guys said I did a good job. Then, I get back here and meet my downfall in the form of a bench.

Ignoring a temptation is far more effective than fighting.

Few battles are won by strength alone. Cunning and knowing your resources can help you overpower the most powerful.

You forgot something: evil never wins in the Magic Kingdom.

If you know yourself but not your enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. - Teddy Sumner

We all have our moments of brilliance and glory, and this was mine.

Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" And at the same time, his long bony body rose up out of the bed and his bowl of soup went flying into the face of Grandma Josephine, and in one fantastic leap, this old fellow of ninety-six and a half, who hadn't been out of bed these last twenty years, jumped on to the floor and started doing a dance of victory in his pajamas.

She decided that every time her father or her mother was beastly to her, she would get her own back in some way or another. A small victory or two would help her to tolerate their idiocies and would stop her from going crazy.

He threw up his arms and yelled "Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" And at the same time, his long bony body rose up out of the bed and his bowl of soup went flying into the face of Grandma Josephine, and in one fantastic leap, this old fellow of ninety-six and a half, who hadn't been out of bed these last twenty years, jumped on to the floor and started doing a dance of victory in his pajamas.

gambling's not a sin provided that you always win.

The Trunchbull" is no match for Matilda!

She seemed to know that neither crying nor sulking ever got anyone anywhere. The only sensible thing to do when you're attacked is, as Napoleon once said, to counter-attack.

made a decision. She decided that every time her father or her mother was beastly to her, she would get her own back in some way or another. A small victory or two would help her to tolerate their idiocies and would stop her from going crazy. You must remember that she was still hardly five years old and it is not easy for somebody as small as that to score points against an all-powerful grown-up. Even so, she was determined to have a go. Her father, after what had

Darren realized, not an act of violence he had committed. But rather a consummation; a triumph. Again

In every election in which he ran—not only in college, but thereafter—he displayed a willingness to do whatever was necessary to win: a willingness so complete that even in the generous terms of political morality, it amounted to amorality.

Pragmatism had shaded into the morality of the ballot box, a morality in which nothing matters but victory and any maneuver that leads to victory is justified—into a morality that is amorality.

I came, I saw, she conquered. The original Latin seems to have been garbled.