Quotes About Perseverance

It could be done, because it had to be done

William Manchester and Paul Reid's Defender of the Realm, Roy Jenkins's Churchill, and Martin Gilbert's Finest Hour—but then to plunge

All I hope is that it is not too late... I am very much afraid that it is. But we can only do our best, and give the rest of what we have - whatever there may be left to us.

Always remember, Clemmie, that I have taken more out of alcohol than alcohol has taken out of me.

We shall not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire. Neither the sudden shock of battle, nor the long-drawn trials of vigilance and exertion will wear us down.

But one thing was quite clear…" he wrote. "[B]eing broke didn't disturb me in the least. I had started with nothing, and if I now found myself with nothing, I was at least even. Actually

If this long island story of ours is to end at last, let it end only when each of us lies choking in his own blood upon the ground.

I am convinced that every man of you would rise up and tear me down from my place if I were for one moment to contemplate parley or surrender. If this long island story of ours is to end at last, let it end only when each of us lies choking in his own blood upon the ground.

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duty and so bear ourselves that if the British Commonwealth and Empire lasts for a thousand years, men will still say, 'This was their finest hour.

CHURCHILL ENTERED HIS CLOSING rhetorical drive. "Here is the answer which I will give to President Roosevelt: Put your confidence in us," Churchill said. "Give us your faith and your blessing, and, under Providence, all will be well. "We shall not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire. Neither the sudden shock of battle, nor the long-drawn trials of vigilance and exertion will wear us down. "Give us the tools, and we will finish the job.

We shall go on to the end," he said, in a crescendo of ferocity and confidence. "We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender—

The path of true love never ran smooth. More likely you ran out of gas, blew a tire, and hit the wall before you crossed the finish line.

It's like strapping toothpicks onto a newborn colt and telling him to walk. Wearing heels is a sport and I don't want to play.

I wanted to be a good person, compassionate, regardless of what was said or done to me. That was the standard I held for myself, the way I'd managed to survive all those years. I wouldn't give in to hatred. "I

I'm not naturally tough. I've learned to be tough through rubbing elbows with the police.

I'm perfectly capable of living my own life. If I get into something, I want to get out of it through my own efforts. If I can't, I want to stay there. I don't want to have Hal Anders rushing into the city to lift me up out of the gutter, brush the mud off my clothes, smile sweetly down at me, and say, 'Won't you come home now, Mae, marry me, settle down, and live happily ever after?

Sometimes you're on top and things are easy. Sometimes you're on the bottom. There's no need to let it worry you.

Be like the clam," Mason said. "At high tide?" "What's the difference?" he asked. "You gather clams at low tide." "Right," Mason said. "Be like a clam at high tide.

He looks on an education only as a magic formula, which should enable him to go through life without work.

In two decades I've lost a total of 789 pounds. I should be hanging from a charm bracelet.

Marriage has no guarantees. If that's what you're looking for, go live with a car battery.

When the going gets tough, the tough make cookies.

If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pits?

Friends are annuals that need seasonal nurturing to bear blossoms. Family is a perennial that comes up year after year, enduring the droughts of absence and neglect. There's a place in the garden for both of them.