Quotes About Perseverance

In any case you mustn't confuse a single failure with a final defeat.

One should . . . be able to see things as hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.

Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life.

Experience is not worth the getting. It's not a thing that happens pleasantly to a passive you--it's a wall that an active you runs up against.

It eluded us then, but that's no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning— So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.

the best contacts are when one knows the obstacles and still wants to preserve a relation.

He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.

There are open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pin-prick but wounds still.

no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . And then one fine morning— So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

Wine gave a sort of gallantry to their own failure.

My courage is faith--faith in the eternal resilience of me--that joy'll come back, and hope and spontaneity. And I feel that till it does I've got to keep my lips shut and my chin high and my eyes wide--not necessarily any silly smiling. Oh, I've been through hell without a whine quite often--and the female hell is deadlier than the male.

To write it, it took three months; to conceive it three minutes; to collect the data in it all my life.

There's no substitute for will. Sometimes you have to fake will when you don't feel it at all.

Nicole's world had fallen to pieces, but it was only a flimsy and scarcely created world; beneath it her emotions and instincts fought on.

I don't want to sound like Pollyanna, she began, but you haven't grasped me yet. My courage is faith- faith in the eternal resilience of me- that joy'll come back, and hope and spontaneity. And I feel that till it does I've got to keep my lips shut and my chin high and my eyes wide- not necessarily any silly smiling. Oh, I've been through hell without a whine quite often- and the female hell is deadlier than the male.

Così continuamo a remare, barche contro corrente, risospinti senza posa nel passato.

And so we beat on, books against the critics, borne back ceaslessly into rewrites.

She had an air of seeming to wait, as if for a man to get through with something more important than herself, a battle or an operation, during which he must not be hurried or interfered with. When the man had finished she would be waiting, without fret or impatience, somewhere on a highstool, turning the pages of a newspaper.

I found something! Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always.

Nothing any good isn't hard.

Work like hell! I had 122 rejection slips before I sold a story.

Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...

Now you've a clean start... you've brushed three or four ornaments down, and in a fit of pique knocked off the rest of them. The thing now is to collect some new ones, and the farther you look ahead in the collecting, the better, but remember, do the next thing.