Quotes About Perseverance

We'll just take it one step at a time. Okay. Don't let go. Okay. No matter what. No matter what.

They went on in the perfect blackness, sightless as the blind.

Dont let go. Okay. No matter what. No matter what.

Okay. This is what the good guys do. They keep trying. They dont give up. Okay.

De acuerdo. Esto es lo que hacen los buenos. Seguir intentándolo. Jamás se rinden.

The uncle lit up and blew smoke in a thin blue viper's breath toward the window. It coiled and diffused in the yellow light. He smiled. I'd like to have a dollar for every time I quit, he said.

You have to carry the fire.

You wear out, Ed Tom. All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.

When he reached the fence he stopped for a moment to look back at the road and then he went on, crossing into a field of rank weeds that heeled with harsh dip and clash under the wind as if fled through by something unseen.

Now come days of begging, days of theft. Days of riding where there rode no soul save he. He's left behind the pinewood country and the evening sun declines before him beyond an endless swale and dark falls here like a thunderclap and a cold wind sets the weeds to gnashing. The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.

It was defeat. It was being beaten. More bitter to him than death. You need to get over that, he said.

He said that like every man who comes to the end of something there was nothing to be done but to begin again.

I knew that courage came with less struggle for some than for others but I believed that anyone who desired it could have it.

There aint no virtue in quittin what you aint able any longer to do in the first place.

He'd stop and lean on the cart and the boy would go on and then stop and look back and he would raise his weeping eyes and see him standing there in the road looking back at him from some unimaginable future, glowing in that waste like a tabernacle.

Cormac McCarthy

Well. I think maybe it's harder to lose just one thing than to lose everything.

Only that man who has offered up himself entire to the blood of war, who has been to the floor of the pit and seen horror in the round and learned at least that it speaks to his inmost heart, only that man can dance.

The whole affair calls up images you'd rather not entertain. Her great hummocky fundament wobbling away down the street like a sack of cats headed for the river.

Cum suna chestia aia...? Cu adevarul si dreptatea? - Ne dedicam trup si suflet in fiecare zi. Ceva de genul asta. - Eu cred ca o sa-ncep de-acum sa ma dedic de doua ori pe zi. Si as putea ajunge si la trei, pina se termina. Ne vedem miine dimineata.

There had to be a last man standing. And it wasnt the cuate in the Bronco begging for water.

All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door.

His own tracks came from the cave bloodred with cavemud and paled across the slope as if the snow had cauterized his feet until he left dry white prints in the snow.

Quando sognerai di un mondo che non è mai esistito o di uno che non esisterà mai e in cui sei di nuovo felice, vorrà dire che ti sei arreso. Capisci? E tu non ti puoi arrendere. Io non te lo permetterò.