Quotes About Persistence

And yet, even if one person finds his way . . . that means there is a Way. Even if I personally fail to reach it.

For a guy with only one peeper, Olsen commented, you're doing okay. Morosely, he added: But you'd sure be up shit creek if you lost the other.

That's why their lives are worse than ours; they can't give up and die - they have to go on.

What is worth having is worth working for.

It takes long practice, yes. You have to work. Did you think you could snap your fingers, and have it as a gift? What is worth having is worth working for.

If you can't think of what to write, tough luck; write anyway. If you can think of lots more when you've finished the three pages, don't write it; it'll be that much easier to get going next day.

You have to work. Did you think you could snap your fingers, and have it as a gift? What is worth having is worth working for.

We'll find a way. There is a way. We just don't know it yet. Don't stop….

I'll be looking for you, Will, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again, we'll cling together so tight that nothing and no one'll ever tear us apart.

Life is hard, Mr Scoresby, but we cling to it all the same.

La vida es dura, señor Scoresby, pero aun así no dejamos de aferrarnos a ella.

Now, I want to get going, but I've only got one leg. Could you find one?

As long as I live. As long as I live...

They looked as frail and doomed as a dam of little twigs and tiny pebbles trying to hold back the Mississippi. But they were trying, all the same. They'd go on trying till the end of everything.

I'll get them there, she kept saying to herself. I come here to get 'em and I'll bloody get 'em.

All she could do was hope, and she kept trying to do that in spite of the fear and loneliness.

Writing turns you into somebody who's always wrong. The illusion that you may get it right someday is the perversity that draws you on.

Writting turns you into somebody who's always wrong. The illusion that you may get ir right someday is the perversity that draws you on. What else could? As pathological phenomena go, it doesn't completely wreck your life.

There is no life without patience.

The operating room turns you into somebody who's never wrong. Much like writing. Writing turns you into somebody who's always wrong. The illusion that you may get it right some day is the perversity that draws you on.

Tu pleci, in timp ce altii, nu prea multi, raman pe loc, continuand sa faca ceea ce au facut dintotdeauna, iar cand te intorci, te minunezi ca-i vezi tot acolo si pe moment te simti usurat fiindca exista cineva care-si petrece intreaga viata in acelasi locsor, neavand deloc chef sa plece.

I turn sentences around. That's my life. I write a sentence and then I turn it around. Then I look at it and I turn it around again. Then I have lunch. Then I come back in and write another sentence. Then I have tea and turn the new sentence around. Then I read the two sentences over and turn them both around. Then I lie down on my sofa and think. Then I get up and throw them out and start from the beginning.

He was trying hard to continue to exist as himself despite the unlikeliness of everything.

Scrivere ti trasforma in una persona che sbaglia sempre. La perversione che ti spinge a continuare è l'illusione che un giorno, forse, l'imbroccherai. Che cos'altro potrebbe farlo? Come per tutti i fenomeni patologici, non ti rovina completamente la vita.