Quotes About Aspiration

I lived below the poverty line when I was young and starting out as a writer. But my wife and I kept trying to do things better, as anyone with ambition does. But just because you're trying doesn't mean you're always going to succeed.

I want to get the belt at 145-pounds.

I said as soon as I got the belt, I want number one contenders.

I want the belt. Always.

I want the undisputed belt.

I always want to fight for the belt. I don't really care.

I don't care if I ever fight for the belt or get the belt.

I like the color green, and the WBC belt is green, so I can't wait to get that belt.

I'm always thinking to myself about getting the belt back.

I don't care where I am in the rankings or anything like that - I just want a UFC belt.

I'm going to win the belt at middleweight and I'm going to go up to 205 and win the belt there after I dominate the middleweight division for a little bit - that will happen.

I can definitely get the belt. It's something I always wake up believing every time I train.

I don't just think about the belt, I think past the belt.

It doesn't matter about the man behind the belt. For me, it's about the title.

My goal is to get the belt, the UFC belt.

It's a dream of mine to win the division's belt.

When I was young, I used to dream about seeing myself with the world title, with the WBC belt.

I want to have a belt somewhere.

But [Everett] and McCandless, at least they tried to follow their dream. That's what was great about them. They tried. Not many do.

Mountains make poor receptacles for dreams.

Once Everest was determined to be the highest summit on earth, it was only a matter of time before people decided that Everest needed to be climbed.

He] seemed like a kid who was looking for something, looking for something, just didn't know what it was. I was like that once, but then I realized what I was looking for: Money! Ha! Ha hyah, hooh boy! (pg.43)

But at some point in my midtwenties I abandoned my boyhood fantasy of climbing Everest. By then it had become fashionable among alpine cognoscenti to denigrate Everest as a "slag heap"—a peak lacking sufficient technical challenges or aesthetic appeal to be a worthy objective for a "serious" climber, which I desperately aspired to be. I began to look down my nose at the world's highest mountain.

But there are men for whom the unattainable has a special attraction. Usually they are not experts: their ambitions and fantasies are strong enough to brush aside the doubts which more cautious men might have.