Quotes About Perseverance

I do know that nobody can protect anybody else from vileness. Or from pain. All you can do is not let it break you in half and keep on going until you get to the other side.

whatever his circumstances and surroundings, it was only a dead imagination that could call him a failure.

I don't know how her life turned out, but I do know that nobody can protect anybody else from vileness. Or from pain. All you can do is not let it break you in half and keep on going until you get to the other side.

fundamental nature of success: it's hidden among failures.

fail and fail often—but keep the cost of each failure low, so that you can keep going until you succeed.

Her lips were tightly glued together, her chin protruding, her whole layout that of a girl who intended to stand no rannygazoo.

To my daughter, without whose help this book would have been completed a long time back.

Cornelius rose. He dried his eyes. For his spirit and will were waterproof.

Centuries of travel yore suggest that when we no longer know where to turn, our real journey has just begun.

Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us.

mean a thing without the ring." To inspire the players, I adapted a quote from Walt Whitman and taped it on their lockers before the first game of the playoffs, against the Miami Heat. "Henceforth we seek not good fortune, we are ourselves good fortune." Everyone expected us to dance our way to the championship

One of her favorite sayings is "Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible be found in us.

They developed the confidence to bounce back from adversity and tap into a source of inner strength many of them had never experienced before. They faced their demons head-on and didn't blink.

They were a tough, fiery team led by guard Allen Iverson who that year at six feet, 165 pounds, became the smallest player ever to win the MVP award. Iverson dismissed talk of a sweep, pointing to his heart and saying, "Championships are won here.

As with everything else in life, the instructions remain the same, despite changing circumstances: Chop wood, carry water.

If you want more, you have to require more from yourself.

The God who created the universe is enough for us–even without our dreams…God was enough for the martyrs facing lions and fire–even when the lions and the fire won. And God is enough for you.

Too many times we pray for ease, but that's a prayer seldom met. What we need to do is pray for roots that reach deep into the Eternal, so when the rains fall and the winds blow, we won't be swept asunder.

Love, even that love which is imagined, is sometimes all we have to get us through.

My life is a train of unfinished tasks, one railcar after another of half-finished efforts, with no caboose in sight.

I mean, after all, you have to consider we're only made out of dust. That's admittedly not much to go on and we shouldn't forget that. But even considering, I mean it's sort of a bad beginning, we're not doing too bad. So I personally have faith that even in this lousy situation we're faced with we can make it. You get me?

Life is short, he thought. Art, or something not life, is long, stretching out endless, like concrete worm. Flat, white, unsmoothed by any passage over or across it. Here I stand. But no longer.

In this dark world where he now dwelt, ugly things and surprising things and once in a long while a tiny wondrous thing spilled out at him constantly; he could count on nothing.

It goes on, he thought. The internecine hate. Perhaps the seeds are there, in that. They will eat one another at last, and leave the rest of us here and there in the world, still alive. Still enough of us once more to build and hope and make a few simple plans.