Quotes About Perseverance

Maybe it's not about how long you've lived, or having the ability to hope, even when things seem hopeless. Maybe it's just about how much faith you have.

Comfort is for sissies and unattractive people

I just sit at my typewriter and curse a bit.

He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.

From my earliest years I had always wanted to be a writer. It was not that I had any particular message for humanity. I am still plugging away and not the ghost of one so far, so it begins to look as though, unless I suddenly hit mid-season form in my eighties, humanity will remain a message short.

As Shakespeare says, if you're going to do a thing you might as well pop right at it and get it over.

Sober or blotto, this is your motto: keep muddling through.

He was one of those earnest, persevering dancers--the kind that have taken twelve correspondence lessons.

A man who has spent most of his adult life trying out a series of patent medicines is always an optimist.

He groaned slightly and winced like Prometheus watching his vulture dropping in for lunch.

I was in that painful condition which occurs when one has lost one's first wind and has not yet got one's second.

We Woosters can bite the bullet.

More and more, it was beginning to be borne in upon me what a particularly difficult chap Gussie was to help. He seemed to so marked an extent to lack snap and finish. With infinite toil, you manoeuvred him into a position where all he had to do was charge ahead, and he didn't charge ahead, but went off sideways, missing the objective completely.

I have never written a novel yet...without doing 40,000 words or more and finding they were all wrong and going back and starting again, and this after filling 400 words with notes, mostly delirious, before getting into anything in the nature of a coherent scenario.

On writing Jeeves and Wooster stories]: You tell yourself that you can take Jeeves stories or leave them alone, that one more can't possibly hurt you, because you know you can pull up whenever you feel like it, but it is merely wish-full thinking. The craving has gripped you and there is no resisting it. You have passed the point of no return.

His spirit was willing, but his will was not spirited.

Never mind, I said crisply. I have my methods. I dug out my entire stock of manly courage, breathed a short prayer and let her have it right in the thorax.

Watching you at work, I was reminded of the young lady of Natchez, whose clothes were all tatters and patches. In alluding to which, she would say, Well, Ah itch, and wherever ah itches, Ah scratches.

There is nothing an author today has to guard himself more carefully against than the Saga Habit. The least slackening of vigilance and the thing has gripped him.

These are the times that try men's souls. It's never pleasant to be caught in the machinery when a favourite comes unstitched, and in the case of this particular dashed animal, one had come to look on the running of the race as a pure formality, a sort of quaint, old-world ceremony to be gone through before one sauntered up to the bookie and collected.

Aunt Agatha is like an elephant- not so much to look at, for in appearance she resembles more a well-bred vulture, but because she never forgets.

He had that indefinable air which comes to young men who have had to make their way up from a ten-dollar start.

As Shakespeare says, if you're going to do a thing you might just as well pop right at it and get it over.

And then, just when I was beginning to think I might safely pop down in that direction and gather up the dropped threads, so to speak, time, instead of working the healing wheeze, went and pulled the most awful bone and put the lid on it.