Quotes About Persistence

Weeds triumphant ranged

The thought behind I strove to join Unto the thought before, But sequence ravelled out of reach

Solo busco una vida que dejé, ¿sigue ahí todavía?

Wenn Dein Mut sich Dir verweigert – geh' über Deinen Mut hinweg.

Sometimes there are no happy endings, No matter what, I'll be losing something, someone. But maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

Anything worthwhile is tough.

Maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all

But maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

Sometimes there are no happy endings. No matter what, I'll be losing something, someone. But maybe that's what it all comes down to. Love, not as a surge of passion, but as a choice to commit to something, someone, no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way. And maybe making that choice, again and again, day in and day out, year after year, says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.

I've chased you in my dreams for a long time now

Nada es perfecto nunca [...]. Lo que cuenta es lo que tú haces.

Sometimes you get the bead. Sometimes the bear get you. - Coach Carr

Little by little; the way out of the mine was as long as the way in.

And one of these days, even this flu will have run its course. Really? Mary O'Rahilly asked. How can you be sure? The human race settles on terms with every plague in the end, the doctor told her. Or a stalemate, at the least. We somehow muddle along, sharing the earth with each new form of life.

It was only a path through the woods, I told myself. Tangled and faint and looping but a path just the same, and didn't every path have an end?

What's beautiful is to refuse to let yourself stop, sit down, fall asleep, or look back.

Do it trembling if you must, but do it!

Pray definitely for yourself every day or you will get nowhere.

I may win and I may lose but I will never be defeated.

washed for even longer

is not Watzisname,' said Watzisname, patiently. 'I have told

every day's work will count.

get up again and go on.

Really, I'm trying to care, Artemis, really. But I thought it was all supposed to be over when the fat lady sings. Well, she's singing, but it doesn't appear to be over