Quotes About Perseverance

After all, you don't know how strong something is until you actually test it." She winked. "I read that in a fortune cookie once." "Fortune cookie?

The longer it goes on, the harder its going to be.

you're married. If you think it's tough now, wait until then. Just when you think it can't get any worse, it can. And just when you think it can't get any better, it will. But as long as you remember that he loves you and you love him—and both of you remember to act that way—you'll be just fine.

E' la possibilità, non la garanzia, quella che mi fa andare avanti. Una specie di scomessa da parte mia. E chiamatemi pure pazzo, o sognatore o quel che vi pare, io credo che tutto sia possibile.

Realizing that if she quit now, she would always wonder what would happened. And she didn't think she could live with that.

They were neither the first casualties of the war nor the last. The war went on.

There is no reason to feel lost, for: Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost, No birth, identity, form -- no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;... The body, sluggish, aged, cold -- the embers left from earlier fires,... shall duly flame again.

So that's the ghost you been running from. You know, the ghost, the memory. I been watchin' you, workin' day and night, slavin' so hard you barely breath. People do that for three reasons. Either they crazy, or stupid, or tryin' to forget. And with you, I knew you were tryin' to forget. I just didn't know what. - Gus

Aprendí algo acerca de mí misma: que después de una experiencia tan desagradable, podía sobrevivir y seguir adelante...

Pasara lo que pasara, se concedería otra oportunidad. Una oportunidad justa, sin importarle lo que dijeran los demás

Mientras ambos queráis, podréis sortear cualquier problema que surja en vuestra relación.

really was? There will always be doubters when it comes to love. Falling in love is the easy part; making that love last amid life's varied challenges is an elusive dream for many. But if you read this story with the same sense

El amor puede conseguir lo imposible

That was the thing about battling cancer. The waiting. So much of the last few years had been about waiting. Waiting for the appointment with the doctor, waiting for treatment, waiting to feel better after the treatment, waiting to see whether the treatment had worked, waiting until she was well enough to try something new.

By that point, our adventures were long behind us, but for me it was more than enough, for the longest ride continued.

It's hard at times, but it makes a kid strong in ways that most people can't understand.

It wasn't over. It still isn't over.

For a full week after trying to reach the editor of The Atlantic, I occupied myself with other things. On October 31 I made some cheerful notes about Tracy Chapman's singing and about Bizet's Carmen. On the first of November I wrote at length about my ingrown toenail. But it just wasn't enough.

Even a life raft is only supposed to get you from the sinking ship back to land, you were never intended to live in the life raft, to drift years on end, in sight of land but never close enough.

Even bad times have good things in them to make you feel alive.

There had been times when he knew, somewhere in him, that he would get used to it, whatever it was, because he had learnt that some hard things became softer after a very little while.

And another way of explaining it is to say that shit happens, and there's no space too small, too dark and airless and fucking hopeless, for people to crawl into.

The point is you keep going. You want to. So all the things that make you want to are the point.

It's just that none of us had the wit or talent to make them into songs. We made them into life, which much messier, and more time consuming, and leaves nothing for anybody to whistle.