Quotes About Perseverance

The wonder to me is not that she made it through at all but that she made it through so relatively intact, so vibrant. So free of bitterness and so empty of resentment.

I may be empty inside, hollowed and devoured by Oxana, and I may be alone and beyond redemption, but I will not be broken. Fuck them all. I will not be broken.

There has never been a time in my career when I have faced the empty page and not been scared. I was scared as a junior-coassistant-copy-cub-intern. And I'm scared today.

That's the hardest thing of all--never to become cynical, never to lose faith, never to become indifferent.

Resistance never disappears; it waits in the shadows, sometimes for many years, and then eventually sprouts again. You may have gone through dark times when you felt, "I just can't fight this anymore, I give up," yet you rebound after a while to try again to recover your rights. And one day you will succeed.

She did know that the journey to happiness was laborious and strewn with seeds of suffering. She guessed that it was probably a place each person had to seek for herself, that each heart had to find on its own.

it seems like a disaster, but somehow it all comes together at the last minute, and you make it through.

I think I'm the most positive guy still going in my generation, and I'm out there to prove that.

Quit looking at your inability. Nothing is impossible with God, and you will find a clear path ahead if you look at him instead.

I'd never put my child through what God is doing to me." But God is a wiser parent than we could ever be. He places us in situations that provoke us, not to cause us to doubt but to strengthen us against our doubts.

That very thing you want God to fix may be his instrument to teach you first to depend on him rather than on yourself or on peaceful circumstances.

You know the pain is part of the whole thing. And it isn't that you can say afterwards the pleasure was greater than the pain and that's why you would do it again. That has nothing to do with it. You can't measure it, because the pain comes after and it lasts longer. So the question really is, Why doesn't that pain make you say, I won't do it again? When the pain is so bad that you have to say that, but you don't.

I attempt all day, at work, not to think about what lies ahead, but this costs me so much effort that there is nothing left for my work. I handle telephone calls so badly that after a while the switchboard operator refuses to connect me. So I had better say to myself, Go ahead and polish the silverware beautifully, then lay it out ready on the sideboard and be done with it. Because I polish it in my mind all day long—this is what torments me (and doesn't clean the silver).

This dull, difficult novel I have brought with me on my trip—I keep trying to read it. I have gone back to it so many times, each time dreading it and each time finding it no better than the last time, that by now it has become something of an old friend. My old friend the bad novel.

Eleven years—that is long. Long enough so that the roots of love, if the tree is robust, plunge so deep that they will subsist always, even dried up.

Just as it is hard for us, in our garden, to stop weeding, because there is always another weed there in front of us, it may be hard for her to stop grazing, because there are always a few more shoots of fresh grass just ahead of her.

I never thought anything I did was shocking. If you can't take it for 20 minutes, you try living' it for 20 or 40 years.

Belief in oneself is one of the most important bricks in building any successful venture.

Maybe surrender, when it was called for, was the hard part. Not the fight.

E besouro que cai de costas não se levanta nunca mais.

Já que é preciso aceitar a vida, que seja então corajosamente

This reminds me of the old saying about a guy who owned four farms. He lost three of them drawing to inside straights and lost the fourth one when he made it.

Many strokes overthrow the tallest oak.

Be ye as steadfast to me as I'll be to you, and we two will go to the world's end; and yet we cannot, for the world is round, and seeing 'tis round, let's dance in the circle; come, turn about.