Quotes About Perseverance

Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.

Sergeant Donald Gardner of the 47th and his men were dumped into the water about fifty yards from shore. They lost all of their equipment and had to swim in under machine-gun fire. As they struggled in the water, Gardner heard someone say, "Perhaps we're intruding, this seems to be a private beach.

He looked up at the heavy smoke palls over the city and repeated softly to himself, "It's all for nothing. All for nothing."*

Men's loyalty to their women dies hard - and almost always too late. ("I'm Dangerous Tonight")

The story thread suddenly dropped in a hopeless snarl, just as he was about to get it through the needle's eye of the first line.

Take it easy," he jeered, "relax. I used to be a sailor. You'll never get out of them knots, buddy.

Roses die, candles go out, tears dry. The memory of the page outlasts them all.

There is no pit so deep that God's love is not deeper still.

You can never learn that Christ is all you need, until Christ is all you have.

When I try, I fail. When I trust, He succeeds.

When a train goes through a tunnel and it gets dark, you don't throw away the ticket and jump off. You sit still and trust the engineer.

The tree on the mountain takes whatever the weather brings. If it has any choice at all, it is in putting down roots as deeply as possible."---Each New Day

No pit is so deep that God is not deeper still

You may never know that JESUS is all you need, until JESUS is all you have.

If God sends us on strong paths, we are provided strong shoes.

No pit is so deep that He is not deeper still; with Jesus even in our darkest moments, the best remains and the very best is yet to be.

If the Gospels were truly the pattern of God's activity, then defeat was only the beginning.

The Gestapo chief leaned forward. I'd like to send you home, old fellow," he said. "I'll take your word that you won't cause any more trouble." I could not see father's face, only the erect carriage of his shoulders and the halo of white hair above them. But I heard his answer. "If I go home today," he said evenly and clearly, "tomorrow I will open my door again to any man in need who knocks.

The blacker the night around us grew, the brighter and truer and more beautiful burned the word of God.

We must tell people what we have learned here. We must tell them that there is no pit so deep that He is not deeper still. They will listen to us, Corrie, because we have been here.

Life in Ravensbruck took place on two separate levels, mutually impossible. One, the observable, external life, grew every day more horrible. The other, the life we lived with God, grew daily better, truth upon truth, glory upon glory.

Perhaps only when human effort had done its best and failed, would God's power alone be free to work.

We must be so careful that we do not refuse the cross that the Lord has given us to carry. Let us remember that our present sufferings serve to prepare us for entering into the Kingdom of the Lord Jesus Christ.

Give thanks in all circumstances,'" she quoted. "It doesn't say, 'in pleasant circumstances.' Fleas are part of this place where God has put us." And so we stood between piers of bunks and gave thanks for fleas. But this time I was sure Betsie was wrong.