Quotes About Perseverance

Man can live about forty days without food, about three days without water, about eight minutes without air...but only for one second without hope.

Success means doing the best we can with what we have. Success is in the doing, not the getting—in the trying, not the triumph. WYNN DAVIS

If I were asked to give what I consider the single most useful bit of advice for all humanity it would be this: Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life and when it comes, hold your head high, look it squarely in the eye, and say, "I will be bigger than you. You cannot defeat me." ANN LANDERS

My dad never told me that when you audition, you might not get the role. He wanted to wait until my first disappointment to tell me.

Þegar öllu er á botninn hvolft, þá fer allt einhvernveginn, þótt margur efist um það á tímabili.

I am a hopeless romantic. And I won't stop till I get it right.

My mother always said to me, 'You're going to have to work harder and have to be better, and you can't take no for an answer'.

Aber wenn man unter Einsatz seines Lebens für etwas gekämpft hat, kann man es einfach nicht richtig genießen.

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece.

They cry, "But I WANT to be a writer!" And my head hangs. You are asking to be shot square in the head. You know not what you seek. You ask for bleeding brains and carnage that stains your pillowcase. You ask for jelly in the place of the cartilage in your spine. You ask for kindness that is never returned. You wish to burn alive in the flame of a love unrequited. It's simple. Write.

Been biting my tongue till it bleeds cry over things I don't need. My mother told me pick your battles wisely but you made me angry at the world so I chose them all.

I am not allowed to want to die anymore. Believe me, I have tried.

Laughing faces do not means that there is absence of sorrows but it means the they have ability to deal wit sorrows.........

The fight, this war, this fight against the remnants of terrorism will go on for some time.

Don't be afraid of opposition. Remember, a kite rises against not with the wind.

more than 150 years later, these crude breastworks are still in place). At dusk the men picked the meatiest of their stringy mules and slaughtered them for a thin gravy dinner. From that day on, this forlorn spot would be known as Mule Hill.

I felt as we floundered aimlessly about in the snow that it made little difference to me whether I lived or died. It seemed to me that the terrible journey would have no end. I was awake and aware of all that was transpiring around me, but had lost all feeling and power of speech, and existed like an animated dead man.

Everyone's a believer when things are going fine. The real faith is when one becomes patient with tribulations.

That is why we got booted out. If they could have just squeezed us like an orange and squeezed the juice out, I think the juice would have been squeezed out of us, and all the goodness would have been sucked away. But it was a bit harder, wasn't it? It was more like the durian. You try and squeeze it, your hand gets hurt. And so they say, "Right, throw out the durian." But inside the durian is a very useful ingredient, high protein … And we will progress.

There's always light after the dark. You have to go through that dark place to get to it, but it's there, waiting for you. It's like riding on a train through a dark tunnel. If you get so scared you jump off in the middle of the ride, then you're there, in the tunnel, stuck in the dark. You have to ride the train all the way to the end of the ride.

If you love someone, you stand by him, forever, no matter what.

I reached out and placed my hand on the book and thought maybe someday I wouldn't need the bruises or the scars anymore. Maybe someday it would be all right for the scars to go away.

Some misguided Israelis believe that if they make life unbearable for us, we'll leave. No Palestinian is ready to go into exile or commit collective suicide. We are here to stay.

The waves smash against rocks, boulder thunders upon bolder. Granite men grind one another, leaving their clean sand to floor the ocean. The alternative would be for the republic to breed up a race of men who could work together without growing violent: men more interested in getting somewhere than having their own way." Haniel Long: Homestead 1892: Pittsburgh Memoranda.