Quotes About Challenge

Nothing in life is worthwhile unless you take risks. Fall forward. Every failed experiment is one step closer to success.

If I Am murdered en route it will have been well worth while!

When God grabs you by the scruff of the neck then although theoretically you have a freedom to say 'no', in another sense, actually, you can't say no because it's like Jeremiah. 'God, you have cheated me. You called me to be a prophet against the people that I love, and all that I proclaim is words of doom and judgement.' And yet if I say I will shut up, I can't.

When God closes a door, he opens a window. Yeah. The problem was that this particular window opened off the tenth story, and he wasn't so sure God supplied parachutes.

He kissed my forehead gently. Loving you has put me through hell more than once, Sassenach; I'll risk it again, if need be. Bah, I said. And you think loving you has been a bed of roses, do you? This time he laughed out loud. No, he said, but you'll maybe keep doing it? Maybe I will, at that. You're a verra stubborn woman, he said, the smile clear in his voice.

It would ha' been a good deal easier, if ye'd only been a witch.

Getting up once in the dark to go adventuring is a lark. Twice in two days smacks of masochism.

Go to hell, Jamie, I said at last, wiping my eyes. Go directly to hell. Do not pass Go. Do not collect two hundred dollars. There. Do you feel better now?

If I'd known I should meet a damn bear, Jamie said, grunting as he lifted another stone into place, I would have taken another path.

I didna say I wanted an apology, did I? If I recall aright, what I said was 'Bite me again.

To fight on the winning side was one thing; to survive, quite another.

I had kissed my share of men, particularly during the war years, when flirtation and instant romance were the light-minded companions of death and uncertainty. Jamie, thought, was something different. His extreme gentleness was in no way tentative; rather it was a promise of power known and held in leash; a challenge and a provocation the more remarkable for its lack of demand. I am yours, it said. And if you will have me, then..

It gave him the same odd sense of dislocation, though; that sense of losing some valuable part of himself that could not survive the passage back to daily life. Each time, the passage became more difficult.

He was pressing himself against the wall as though trying to get through it by osmosis.

Queen's knight, he said quietly. To queen two. It was, he knew, a dangerous opening.

At the best of times, Father Bain's face resembled a clenched fist.

I tell you what. Pick it up, open it anywhere, and read three pages. If you can put it down again, I'll pay you a dollar.

I'd known that, consciously-and yet I had done it anyway, gone right on with my plans, pursuing my routines, as though life were still settled and predictable, as though nothing whatever might threaten the tenor of my days, As though acting might make it true.

No," he said defiantly. "Go ahead and kill me.

Would you go down there, Roger?" she asked softly. "Jump overboard, dive in, go on down through that dark until your lungs were bursting, not knowing whether there are things with teeth and great heavy bodies waiting?

The pressure of events was increasing, day by day, and he could feel responsibility wrapped like a strangling vine about his spinal cord, reaching eager fingers into the base of his skull.

Almost everybody understands that you have to have something at stake for a story to be good.

As Grey put his hand on the pommel, he heard a low Scots voice murmur in his ear: "Queen's rook to king eight. Check." Grey laughed out loud, a burst of exhilaration pushing aside his disquiet. "Ha," he said, though without raising his voice. "Queen's bishop to knight four. Check. And mate, Mr Ã¢â'¬Â¦ MacKenzie.

Though I could wish your own limits went a bit further.