Quotes About Persistence

Broken dreams are bad enough. But the dream that has no hope … the dream that is doomed long before it's broken, that's the worst of all.

If you are not willing to learn, no one can help you, if you are determined to learn no one can stop you.

There was pain without hope of healing. There was life that refused to end, long after the mind had begged the body to cease. And worst, there were dreams come true.

You could sometimes guide people's opinions, but if they didn't want to buy what you had to sell you could shout yourself hoarse trying to make them do it and it would never work.

Nothing's perfect... because time passes... and the beetle and the worm find their way into everything sooner or later.

Zombies are the ideal late twentieth-century monsters. A zombie is the one thing you can't deal with. It survives anything. Frankenstein's monster and Dracula could be sent down in so many ways. Zombies, though, fall outside all this. You can't argue with them. They just keep coming at you.

Try to finish everything. You'll always find your enthusiasm for a project waning as it goes on, and you'll be tempted by a new idea, but learn to ignore the latter and continue with the former. If you start abandoning work, you set a bad precedent, and establish a pattern for the years to come. And be nice to booksellers: never let them pay for a round.

A snake can shed its skin but it still remains a snake.

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And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.

If we force ourselves to press on, a surprising thing happens. The fatigue gets worse, up to a point, then suddenly vanishes, and we feel better than before.

There were plenty of things in the world that deserved to stay dead, yet they walked.

Weeks passed, but my Word-A-Day Calendar was stuck on motherfucker.

But it's like riding a bike. A hell-bike, made out of hell.

Stubborn breaks when it don't bend

This isn't going to un-fuck itself.

Si ellos podían, ¿por qué no ella? Toda su vida se le había negado todo.

It was easy to root for the winners. No, he liked the punch-drunk ones, half walking at mile twenty-three, tongues flapping like Labradors. Tumbling across the finish line by hook or by crook, feet pounded to bloody meat in their Nikes. The laggards and limpers who weren't running the course but running deep into their character—down into the cave to return to the light with what they found.

Cora didn't know what optimistic meant. She asked the other girls that night if they were familiar with the word. None of them had heard it before. She decided that it meant trying.

Watch and think and plan. Let the world be a mob—Elwood will walk through it. They might curse and spit and strike him, but he'd make it through to the other side. Bloodied and tired, but he'd make it through.

It wasn't until they were moving again that Cora realized she forgot to ask where they were headed.

Makine burnundan soluyor, homurdan?yor, çal??maya devam ediyordu. Tek yapt?klar? pistonlar? hareket ettiren yak?t? deÄŸiÅŸtirmekti.

Hard work was the fundamental thing. For hard work did not allow time for marches.

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