Quotes About Perseverance

I have survived. I am here.

Keep breathing. It took a few minutes but I won. The grey pulled away from my eyes in ribbons and whispered that it would be back soon.

On the morning of my Born Day, I thought my problems were over. That I'd grown from Changeling to Amazon. That I was ready to be a warrior. Instead, I lost everything. Everyone. I lost myself, too.

This camp is a forge for the army; it's testing our mettle. Instead of heat and hammer, our trials are cold and hunger. Question is, what are we made of?" The

I'm just tired and I can't sleep yet. A woman's work is never done, isn't that what the fools say?

Laurie Halse Anderson

It wasn't my fault. ANd I'm not going to let it kill me. I can grow.

You opened a debate. You can't close if just because it is not going your way. -David Petrakis

Non riesco a fermarmi, ma non posso andare avanti.

Don't be so hard on yourself. Art is about making mistakes and learning from them.

I sniff again and wipe my eyes on my arm. The bruises are vivid, but they will fade.

that's pretty good, for a young girl from Fever 1793

And so, with extra Leslie help and a chorus of angels disguised as teachers and librarians for years unstinting with love and hours of practice, those ants finally marched in straight lines for me shaped words, danced sentences, constructed worlds for a girl finally learning how to read I unlocked the treasure chest and swallowed the key.

I am spinning the silk threads of my story, weaving the fabric of my world. They tiny elf-dancer became a wooden doll whose strings were jerked by people not paying attention. I spun out of control. Eating was hard. Breathing was hard. Living was hardest.

No use crying, just get on with your life.

Superheroes work the hardest when things get tough.

We're all born to fight, but few are ever trained. Instead, they tell us Be nice.

I am on top of the highest mountain. The icy ground is shaking, an earthquake, the world beneath me opening up with fire, steel arms ready to pull me down. I have to move. I can't stay here anymore. I throw myself down the mountain and open my mouth.

Now I knew. I would fight the eagle and the chains and that mountain as long as I had breath.

A plan began forming in my mind, but I quickly shushed the thought. I didn't have time to dream or plan. I would deal with each hour as it came, one step at a time.

I shook from the effort of holding myself still, clutching the crumpled paper. Momma said we had to fight the evil inside us by overcoming it with goodness. She said it was a hard thing to do, but it made us worthy. I breathed deep to steady myself.

The fight simmers gently on the back of the stove all afternoon, the bubbles rising up and popping, ingredients falling to the bottom, then surfacing again. It doesn't boil over until the sun sets.

The doctors tied me back together with twine... They tied me back together, but they didn't use double knots

when I wasn't stoned the only thing that helped me breathe was a book