Quotes About Perseverance

There was nothing left to fear. He would endure or he wouldn't.

Fear is the little death, daughter. It kills in tiny pieces.

Still, few things of worth are ever simple. Or easy.

No matter how canny you think you are, something can come along, bam, and put you on your prat.

his mind was an enraged animal, bouncing off the bars of a magically imposed cage, and like an animal, he reacted blindly, striking against the barrier again and again, determined either to be free or to die. Hot

When you lose everything,' Nathan had said, 'you've nothing left to lose. You've got two choices then: either kill yourself or start building a new life. When I started this new life, without my family, I decided the only sensible thing in it was to live for the small rewards: a job well done, a beautiful sunrise, the sound of children laughing at play, a good cup of wine. Makes it easy to deal with the harsher side of life.

More men have been defeated by reports than all the steel of all the swords in history." Then

But to speed it along, he needs to know that pain will come. The knack is to not engage the pain, not hold on to it like a treasured thing, but to simply let it pass through and wait until it's gone. It will come less frequently and after a time, be gone.

power is limited to the strength of will within the man who holds it. Falter in your resolve and you will fall. Remain steadfast and you shall prevail. Always remember that. 'Come

Meet your sorrows head on, and after you've wrestled with them, put them behind.

He'll get over it,' said his father. 'But to speed it along, he needs to know that pain will come. The knack is to not engage the pain, not hold on to it like a treasured thing, but to simply let it pass through and wait until it's gone. It will come less frequently and after a time, be gone.

Raymond E. Feist

There's as many fish in the sea as ever came out of it. Fright though you are, you won't have any trouble in hooking another boy-friend.

Hannah kept her eyes forward, trained on two rows of rusted showerheads stuck in facing walls. Sixteen in all. The room was paved with white tile, chipped and discolored by age and use.

she was an army of one and was stronger than the invading force.

Sometimes the greatest gifts can be found in the darkest, deepest closets of the mind.

You write your books. You scatter your seeds. Rats might eat them, or they might rot. In California, some seeds lie dormant for decades because they only germinate after fire, and sometimes the burned landscape blooms most lavishly.

Go to hell, but keep moving once you get there, come out the other side.

Time always wins; our victories are only delays; but delays are sweet, and a delay can last a whole lifetime.

A woman goes walking down a thousand-mile road. Twenty minutes after she steps forth, they proclaim that she still has nine hundred ninety-nine miles to go and will never get anywhere.

I argued that you don't know if your actions are futile; that you don't have the memory of the future; that the future is indeed dark, which is the best thing it could be; and that, in the end, we always act in the dark.

Mostly when people write about the trauma of gender violence, it's described as one awful, exceptional event or relationship, as though you suddnly fell into the water, but what if you're swimming through it your whole life, and there is no dry land in sight?

Hope is not a door, but a sense that there might be a door at some point, some way out of the problems of the present moment even before that way is found or followed.

Hope is a gift you don't have to surrender, a power you don't have to throw away.