Quotes About Perseverance

Maybe she couldn't be drowned.

You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.

I started writing when I had three kids under the age of 4. I used to write every ten minutes I got to sit in front of a computer. Now, when I have more time, I function the same way: if it's writing time, I write.

Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.

How many times must hope die before tears were too deep to bear?

That's all any of us can do. Try. sometimes I think it's not the winning or the losing, or even the right and wrong of things, it's the trying that makes us keep on living and hoping.

Triumph comes through perserverance.

Times like this are like muddy water, Rea, you just got to keep moving through it until you get to the other side.

It's like going into the ring against Ali when all I've done to train is eat doughnuts and binge-watch Rocky.

Truly, life is the misery we endure between disappointments.

Anyone can face ease and success with confidence. It is the way we face trouble and misfortune that defines us.

Round and round in circles we go, clutching at successes we never grasp, endlessly tripping over the same old failures. Truly, life is the misery we endure between disappointments.

One cannot grow without pain. One cannot improve without it. Suffering drives us to achieve great things.

Good steel bends, but never breaks. Good steel stays always sharp and ready. Good steel feels no pain, no pity, and above all, no remorse

Broken hearts heal with time, but broken teeth never do.

All you can do is take each day as it comes. Try and do the best you can with what you're given. You won't always do the right thing, but you can try. And you can try to do the right thing next time. That, and stay alive.

Life is a series of things we would rather not do.

But enemies, as his mother used to say, are the price of success.

The best steel doesn't always shine the brightest.

Different men have different ways, Logen had told him once, and you have to have fear to have courage.

It can be a fearsome weapon, patience. One that few men ever learn to use.

Straining and straining, getting nowhere, but unable to stop pushing in case the rock should fall and crush him. Meanwhile, arrogant bastards who were in just the same danger lazed on the slopes beside him saying, 'Well, it's not my rock.

Nothing had worked out the way he'd hoped. He should've expected it by now, maybe. After all, things never had before. And yet he kept on pissing into the wind. He was like a man whose door's too low, but instead of working out how to duck, keeps on smacking his head into the lintel every day of his miserable life. He wanted to feel sorry for himself, but he knew he deserved no better. A man can't do the things he'd done, and hope for happy endings.

You carry on. That's what he'd always done. That's the task that comes with surviving, whether you deserve to live or not. You remember the dead as best you can. You say some words for them. Then you carry on, and you hope for better.