Quotes About Persistence

ALWAYS KEEP YOUR DREAMS ALIVE

It is hard work to win back love. But don't give up. Those who persevere find more happiness in earning love than they do in gaining it.

I've been riding horses since I was eight. I've never ridden well. Still, there's nothing I'd rather do.

Trying to fuck you is like trying to French kiss a very small and lively gerbil. With braces.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Sorry Mr. Yipes, sir, she won't budge!' Put your back into it, man, give it all you've got!' Bang! Bang! Bang!

Might-have-beens are insidious, aren't they, in the way they don't ever quite lie still or go away.

The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.

My advice is this, do whatever pleases yourself. These things don't matter. What does matter is that if you have anything worth while in you, any talent, you should deliver it. Nothing must turn you from that.

If and When were planted, and Nothing grew." —Proverb

Don't force things, but this doesn't mean that you can't make a real effort.

But unlike your shadow, it's deadset on ruining your life!

More often than not, what you are searching for will only be gained through beginning.

Success is often a series of small wins, and just as importantly it's a series of lessons that you learn by going through a process.

Motivation follows action, yet most of us are seeking motivation that creates action.

What a peculiar path I've had to take in order to reach you.

But I am a patient man. I can wait for hours in the rain.

That is her secret. A poor and precious secret that not even the executioners, the decrees, the occupying authorities, the Depot, the barracks, the camps, History, time-everything that defiles and destroys you-have been able to take away from her.

Yes, this man had the persistence of an insect.

There are blanks in a life, but also sometimes what they call a refrain. For periods of varying length, you don't hear this refrain, as if you've forgotten it.

Without fully realizing it, I began writing my first book. It was neither a vocation nor a particular gift that pushed me to write, but quite simply the enigma posed by a man I had no chance of finding again, and by all those questions that would never have an answer.

Don't let it faze you, kid. I've fallen into my share of black holes, too...

Il y a des etres mysterieux - toujours les memes - qui se tiennent en sentinelles a chaque carrefour de votre vie.

It's not how we fall. It's how we get back up again.

I'll find you— Keep calling for me, Viola— Cuz here I come.