Quotes About Perseverance

Best to keep running. Run in the same way one would run on the hunt, just as hard and steady, just as long. Indeed given what was at stake it made sense to go much longer than when on the hunt. Run right through his second wind, run until the rare and elusive third wind filled him, then run some more.

Why read on? Why pick up their book from the far wall where it has been thrown away in disgust and pain, and read on? Why submit to such cruelty, such bad karma, such bad plotting? The reason is simple: these things happened.

we will keep going, we will keep going, because there is no such thing as fate. Because we never really come to the end.

And some part of him saw it was going to be all right. the heart is pleased by one thing after another.

all of them we went to Desolation, despite the

viriditas were no more than a cancer that the rock must suffer.

The way got harder. One day they made only a kilometer.

He was a fool. Annoying, as fools are. But there are always fools, Freya. People like him will always exist, and they don't matter. Don't you see? They just don't matter. Fools will always be with us. You have to leave them to it, and find your own way.

Kim Stanley Robinson

I can paint that fucking cave.

Hope would have to reside in something like this: hope to do some good, no matter how fucked up you are.

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, alive

When we traded places, I could only lead for a couple hundred yards before slowing to a snail's pace. Sinking thigh deep made for exhausting work. Terry would take back the lead without comment. Following him, I stepped exactly in his deep snowshoe prints, feeling relief at how much easier things became when the trail was broken.

The poet Charles Reznikoff walked about twenty miles a day through the streets of Manhattan. One Thomas J. Kean, age sixty-five, walked every street, avenue, alley, square, and court on Manhattan Island. It took him four years, during which he traversed 502 miles, comprising 3,022 city blocks. He walked the streets first, then the avenues, lastly Broadway.

The thirties were zombie years. Civilization had been killed but it kept walking the Earth, staggering toward some fate even worse than death.

It's easier to get into a hole than get out of it (Arab proverb).

It's not so bad to be a prisoner, if you're working on an escape.

hope to do some good, no matter how fucked up you are.

This method is the only way that will work. But it didn't work! It cut out on us! Yes, but this was just the start. If at first you don't succeed— You'll never get funded again.

Always she had been prone to the rash act. She put it down to something Irish. It seemed to her that Irish women doing rash things was precisely how her people had managed to perpetuate themselves.

Cánh cá»­a cuá»™c ??i ch? m? rá»™ng ??i vá»›i nh?ng ng??i tràn ??y lòng tá»± tin tích cá»±c, nh?ng ng??i dám h?ng hái Ä'Æ°Æ¡ng ??u vá»›i cuá»™c s?ng b?ng lòng kiên trì.

Worse, there had been a few times when Serena had traveled to out-of-town speaking engagements, and she hadn't been able to

If she could help it, she would totally forget about her penniless, project-housing upbringing. She would forget about the fact that she and her younger sister, Diane, had sometimes gone to bed starving…as well as about being forced to wear secondhand clothing, all of

God grant me to SERENITY to accept what I cannot change the TENACITY to change what I may and the GOOD LUCK not to f*** up too often