Quotes About Perseverance

I've defined myself, privately and publicly, by my brief, intense years as an athlete, a swimmer. I practices five or six hours a day, six days a week, eating and sleeping as much as possible. Weekends were either spent training or competing. I wasn't the best; I was relatively fast...

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

I worked thirteen years, got me nowhere. I feel like I tried it their way, and to hell with them. Now I'm going to try it my way.

You think you've been in deep shit before, and then you realise you have absolutely no conception of how deep shit can really be.

I had to decide how to use that pressure. I had to decide whether it was going to crush me or turn me into a diamond.

Waiting is a skill like anything else.

Don't worry about why it went wrong. Just damn well put it right.

In order to win, you must be prepared to lose.

A person either runs or he fights. It's a binary choice, and I'm a fighter.

Now you had one come back, Harley.

Reacher smiled. Bad luck and trouble, been my only friends.

What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. He thought JFK had said it. I thought it was actually Friedrich Nietzsche, and he said destroy, not kill. What doesn't destroy us makes us stronger.

the only way to keep fear and panic at bay was to concentrate ruthlessly on the job at hand.

and heaved himself up and out. He stood in the cold clear air for a second and then turned and pushed the door shut again behind him. Held still for a second longer. Then he stepped forward and leaned against the side of the hood up near the headlight.

again. He had crashed through the barrier. He had stopped worrying and started relaxing. He was up on that plateau where you just did whatever needed doing. I knew that place.

Reacher hated turning back. He liked to press on, dead ahead, whatever.

second rule, learned from a lifetime of bad luck and trouble: Maintain a little dignity.

I had worked my butt off for those bastards. I was good at my job. I had made them a fortune. And they just slung me out like suddenly I was shit on their shoe. And I was scared. I was going to lose it all, right? And I was tired. I couldn't start again at the bottom of something else. I was too old and I had no energy. I just didn't know what to do.

don't know why he's there, but I promise you he's clean, and he's going to do what needs doing, or he's going to die trying.

Why aren't you working?" Finlay asked. I shrugged. Tried to explain. "Because I don't want to work," I said. "I worked thirteen years, got me nowhere. I feel like I tried it their way, and to hell with them. Now I'm going to try it my way.

your mom's name?

Marilyn Stone

He turned and saw the others come out after him. The not-very-magnificent seven.

Tell me how you talk for a minute without using the letter A.