Quotes About Perseverance

Hope is a verb with the sleeves rolled up.

JFK had a way of grabbing grandeur from mishap.

It is resistance that keeps the feeling going.

We stumble down dark byways into cul-de-sacs and blind alleys; we get exploited and taken, disillusioned, fed up, and we keep on trying.

Hoped if she kept the dream hidden and frozen She soon would forget that she'd never been chosen. But dreams screams as loud whether thriving or dying And Helen despite herself never stopped trying.

I didn't always write for a living, and even back when it was my most fondly held dream to one day be able to do so, writing was difficult. Writing is like pulling teeth. From my dick.

It seems frankly remarkable that anyone anywhere ever attempted anything.

The hiking boots the outdoor adventure magazine sent me to buy - large, ungainly potato like things that I have been trying to break in for the past four days - cut into my feet and draw blood as if the were lined with cheese graters. I have come to hate these Timberlands with a fervor I usually reserve for people. Just think, the shoes I wouldn't be caught dead in might actually turn out to be the shoes I am caught dead in.

When you refuse the devil, you always think you'll get another chance, another offer. A final refusal feels like a penalty of a different kind.

But to die to escape from poverty or love or anything painful is not the mark of a brave man, but rather of a coward; for it is softness to fly from what is troublesome

Given enough time, I guess anything can look good. All it has to do is survive.

What are you, tap dancing up there? You want a put on a show, do you? Well, the theater's closed for the night. Take your act on the road; it's four o'clock in the morning,goddamnit.

I later learn that what I suffered was called blunt force trauma. It's remarkably similar to how I felt after the election, as if I'd been slammed into a wall or hit by a car. Both pains persist-show no signs, in fact, of ever going away. The damage is permanent. I will never be the same as I was before the accident/election.

A few years later, in the midst of a brief academic setback, she trained him to act as her emotional cheerleader. I'd call and hear him in the background, screaming, We love you, Lisa! and You can do it!

It can take years. With the first draft, I just write everything. With the second draft, it becomes so depressing for me, because I realize that I was fooled into thinking I'd written the story. I hadn't—I had just typed for a long time. So then I have to carve out a story from the 25 or so pages. It's in there somewhere—but I have to find it. I'll then write a third, fourth, and fifth draft, and so on.

Bitch, I'm here to tell you that it's going to be all right. We'll get through this shit, motherfucker, just you wait.

A person needed savings in order to move, but more than that he needed gumption.

That be common for I, also, but be more strong, you. Much work and someday, you talk pretty. People start love you soon. Maybe tomorrow, okay.

And I'm here to tell you that, as long as you keep your eyes shut, it's really not that bad.

When it comes time to decide who gets the bottom bunk, I think anyone would agree that there's a lot to be said for doing things the hard way.

I read yesterday that when starved for food, the humpback cricket will chew off its own legs. If they regenerated this might be a half-decent idea, but they don't. So it eats its legs, and, unable to escape danger, it promptly gets eaten itself. That so seems like something I would do.

Why aren't you stronger? I wanted to ask. I mean, really. Can't you just try harder? Of course, I was drunk too, so what could I say?

I felt my eyes tear up, and as my vision blurred I considered all the people who had fought against this and thought, Take that, assholes.

When shit brings you down, just say 'fuck it,' and eat yourself some motherfucking candy.