Quotes About Persistence

Then, just in time, as in all good melodramas, Dammam No. 7 came through: on 4 March 1938, while the Socal board was still deliberating, No. 7, at a depth of 4,725 feet, started flowing at 1,585 barrels a day. Three days later, the flow was up to more than twice that volume, to 3,690 barrels, and to 3,810 barrels by the end of the month.

Ask, and it will be given to you; search and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened to you. For the one who asks always receives; the one who searches always finds; the one who knocks will always have the door opened." —Matthew 7:7–8

it is very surprising to me that so many Christians who read the Scriptures do not see this. Yet maybe they cannot answer a second call because they have not yet completed the first task. Unless you build your first house well, you will never leave it. To build your house well is, ironically, to be nudged beyond its doors.

Three steps forward, two steps back.

To his surprise he...discovered that it was possible to be good at what you had little interest in, just as it had been possible to be bad at something…that you cared about a great deal.

Novel writing is mostly triage (this now, that later) and obstinacy. Trying something, and when that doesn't work, trying something else. Welcoming clutter Surrendering a good idea for a better one. Knowing you won't find the finish line for a year or two, or five...

she'd come to believe life was like that: you could enjoy almost anything if you gave it enough time.

Sully always maintained that if you had ten guys working on a rock pile, Rub would be the last you'd fire for laziness. Only when you'd fired all the others would you realize that Rub had not yet addressed his first rock.

Because—and don't let anybody tell you different—novel writing is mostly triage (this now, that later) and obstinacy.

Amazing, isn't it, when you think about it, how the world keeps on turning, no matter how fucked up things get?" In

Why do you keep coming back here, Belinda Swanson?" Adam asked coolly. "I must be so fascinating to you." Deliberately

I was bent on love the way a crow is bent on a flattened squirrel.

Keep climbing,' he told himself. 'Cheeseburgers,' his stomach replied. 'Shut up,' he thought. 'With fries,' his stomach complained.

I am never, ever, going to make things easy for you, Seaweed Brain. Get used to it.

You're not getting away from me. Never again.

Wha-what? Her eyes fluttered open. Nothing, I shouted. We're being followed by a slaying machine. Go back to sleep.

There are too many of them. Reyna wondered bitterly how many times she'd said that in her demigod career. She should have a badge made and wear it around to save time. When she died, the words would probably be written on her tombstone: There were too many of them.

Even little Herley, who couldn't have been more than eight, looked like he could go six rounds with Chuck Norris without breaking a sweat.

You have to rise above the squabbling and chaos, and keep believing. You have to always keep your goals in mind." -Hera, goddess of marriage

At this point, most people would have thrown themselves down on the ground and given up hope. And by most people, I mean me.

Do you give up? Shezmu bellowed. No! I yelled. No, we don't give up. We will name you. Just . . . Gosh, you're quite well muscled, arn't you? Do you work out?

We only fail when we stop trying.

Defeating one ant had taken all my energy. (I don't think I have ever written a sadder sentence than that.)

the answer to every problem involved penguins