Quotes About Persistence

No matter how hard things get, you owe it to yourself to get tougher and push harder. Don't get discouraged and give up on yourself. You owe it to yourself to always find a way to handle life's challenges.

If I believe in myself, I can believe that fairy tale endings are possible.

Sometimes people will let you down. And sometimes you get hurt, you just pick yourself up, dust off your feelings, and try again.

If you are going through hell, keep going. "It doesn't matter how slow you go as long as you don't stop.

If you are going through hell, keep going. It doesn't matter how slow you go as long as you don't stop.

Stop fighting your circumstances." Start working on changing them.

Sometimes life will knock you on your ass... So "Get Up, Get Out and Go deal with it.

And how meaningful Beckett's admonition is to me today: Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better. Rilke's paradoxical words also draw me onward still toward the unlived life that haunts all of us. Our task, he writes, is to be 'continuously defeated by ever-larger things.

And how meaningful Beckett's admonition is to me today: Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better. Rilke's paradoxical words also draw me onward still toward the unlived life that haunts all of us. Our task, he writes, is to be 'continuously defeated by ever-larger things.' 145

It is only when we welcome such spirits and give them entrance that they may reveal themselves to us. When we open to ask what comes to us, why it has come, we may grow and be enlarged by the dialogue that emerges. When we deny them entrance, they do not go away. They go underground, persist, perseverate, and prevail.

He had studied, and worked, and slaved, and eaten untold buckets of shit, to have this opportunity.

I've been working hard on [Ulysses] all day, said Joyce. Does that mean that you have written a great deal? I said. Two sentences, said Joyce. I looked sideways but Joyce was not smiling. I thought of [French novelist Gustave] Flaubert. You've been seeking the mot juste? I said. No, said Joyce. I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence.

I am, a stride at a time

Broken Eggs will poursuive bitten Apples for where theirs is Will there's his Wall

Nobirdy aviar soar anywing to eagle it!

Haun! Work your progress! Hold to! Now! Win out, ye divil ye!

Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance.

Peter Piper pecked a peck of pick of peck of pickled pepper.

Fall if you will, but rise you must.

Some people say you pick up the Dirty Boogie where you left it off. Others say you pick it up where you would have been had you never gotten off it.

and sometimes throwing your own

In a half hour I could kick open a furnace door and fling into the flames all the snakes and squeaking bats that lived inside me. Except the next morning they would writhe with new life in the ashes and come back home, stinking and hungry.

never let the naysayers and those who are masters at inculcating self-doubt hold sway in your life.

James Lee Burke