Quotes About Perseverance

Run the race not only with endurance and diligence, but also with careful, watchful submission to His Word.

Fighting the low-level cloud cover that's blocking out what you're wanting to see break through into your life.

God hasn't given up on us, my friend. Aren't you glad? Thank the Lord, for a second chance.

No matter your current reality and the circumstances that describe it, there is a time to start connecting it all with God's infinite and indescribable ability

The drop excavates the stone, not with force but by falling often.

Iamque opus exegi, quod nec Iovis ira nec ignes nec poterint ferrum nec edax abolere vetustas. cum volet, illa dies, quae nil nisi corporis huius ius habet, incerti spatium mihi finiat aevi: parte tamen meliore mei super alta perennis astra ferar, nomenque erit indelibile nostrum, quaque patet domitis Romana potentia terris, ore legar populi, perque omnia saecula fama, siquid haben veri vatum praesagia, vivam.

Pugachov sonrió amargamente. —No, ya es tarde para arrepentirse. No habrá perdón para mí. Continuaré lo que he empezado. ¡Quién sabe! ¡A lo mejor lo consigo!

Though it is not often that death is so clearly told to fuck off.

John Bunyan once said: "You can do more than pray after you have prayed, but you cannot do more than pray until you have prayed.

Convince a man to take a single step—after all, what earthly difference could one step make?—and he would walk the next mile to prove himself right.

Where hard life makes some maudlin to the point of weeping at mere memory, it grants others a curious immunity to suffering. Like the slaves who work the charcoal pits, their skin grows hardened to the pinch of fire and coals, insensible to burning things.

It was ever the same: Convince a man to take a single step--after all, what earthly difference could one step make?--and he would walk the next mile to prove himself right.

You know the rule of the slog, boys. The knee that buckles pulls ten men down.

History has never been dominated by majorities, but only by dedicated minorities who stand unconditionally on their faith.

Don't get ahead of the story,lad. You see, it's a very long story- because Danny Lubbins was at sea on that tiny slip of a plank raft... for three hundred days.

Despite the loud booing from Shari and Greg, Bird managed to punch the ball past the shortstop for a single. "Lucky hit!" Greg yelled, cupping his hands into a megaphone. Bird pretended not to hear him.

Bending to her task, she picked up the pen, dipped it into the inkwell, and feverishly began to write again.

Claire: So we do nothing? Michael: We do the best nothing you've ever seen.

I'll do it! No, you won't, Shane and Michael said, at virtually the same time. Shane continued. You're barely on your feet, Claire. You don't go anywhere, not without me. And me, Michael said. Hell, Eve sighed. I guess that means I have to go, too. Which I may not ever forgive you for, even if I don't die horribly.

I knew we'd wear them down,' Eve said. 'After all, we really are amazingly cool.' And now it was Eve's turn for the high five with Shane. 'For a bunch of misfit geeks, slackers, and losers.' 'Which one are you?' Shane asked. She flipped him off. 'Oh, right. Loser. Thanks for reminding me.

Not everything is about beating your head against the wall until it breaks." "Just most things.

And about Shane, I swear, if he doesn't snap out of it, I'm going to punch him in the face. Well, punch him in the face and then run like hell. - Eve Rosser

I stand corrected. Afternoons are hard. Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell

Glad it was you and not me, Shane said, and offered Myrin a hand up. Any brain damage? Since the bullet actually passed through his brain, then yes, idiot boy, there's certainly brain damage, Oliver said. It will pass. His brain's the least fragile thing about him. You say the nicest things, Myrin said. He was slurring his words, and he threw an arm around Oliver's neck. Marry me.