Quotes About Dedication

He thought of nothing, desired nothing, except not to lag behind and to do the best job he could.

At times he would become so absorbed in reading, that all the kerosene in the lamp would burn out, and still he could not tear himself away. And so Avdyeitch used to read every evening.

One can live magnificently in this world, if one knows how to work and how to love, to work for the person one loves and to love one's work.

After reading Tolstoy's lengthy essay "On Life" in 1889, Ernest Crosby, a thirty-three-year-old American diplomat who was working in Egypt at the time, decided that diplomacy wasn't his calling and instead dedicated the next twenty-seven years of his life to writing and lecturing about Tolstoy throughout the United States.

you talk of Bonaparte—why, when he was working toward his goal, he went forward step by step; he was free; he had nothing except his goal to consider, and he attained it. But tie yourself to a woman and you're bound hand and foot—all freedom gone.

Anything loved so much, with a daily effort, grows.

Any Christian who is not a hero is a pig.

You must train harder than the enemy who is trying to kill you. You will get all the rest you need in the grave.

En la vida todo es cuestión de fe y tenacidad

Cuando pensamos en lo que hemos sido capaces de hacer en el pasado, cuando pensamos que fueron las Cruzadas, esos miles de hombres que partieron para entregar la tumba de Cristo, ya no podemos desesperarnos de los hombres: son capaces de todos los esfuerzos

Lo único que importa es la fe, la confianza ardiente, la ausencia total de egoísmo e individualismo, la tensión de todo el ser hacia el servicio, por ingrato que sea, en cualquier lugar, de todos modos, una causa que va más allá del hombre, preguntándole todo, prometiéndole nada

Human beings are full of emotion, and the teacher who knows how to use it will have dedicated learners. It means sending dominant signals instead of submissive ones with your eyes, body and voice.

Who here wants to be a writer?' I asked. Everyone in the room raised his hand. 'Why the hell aren't you home writing?' I said, and left the stage.

It is never long before identity is reduced to loyalty.

The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another…and leaves us with the feeling that something is right in the world." —

If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask. If you want a different kind of love I'll wear a mask. If you want to strike me down in anger here I stand. If you want a partner in life take my hand. I'm your man.

If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask me to. And if you want another kind of love I'll wear a mask for you.

I'm your man.

I was always working steady, but I never called it art.

No man is greater than his prayer life. The pastor who is not praying is playing; the people who are not praying are straying. We have many organizers, but few agonizers; many players and payers, few pray-ers; many singers, few clingers; lots of pastors, few wrestlers; many fears, few tears; much fashion, little passion; many interferers, few intercessors; many writers, but few fighters. Failing here, we fail everywhere.

Yet ministers who do not spend two hours a day in prayer are not worth a dime a dozen, degrees or no degrees.

Jesus said, ''Go ye!'' but He also said, ''Tarry until!'' Let any man shut himself up for a week with only bread and water, with no books except the Bible, with no visitor except the Holy Ghost, and I guarantee, my preacher brethren, that that man will either break up or break through and out. After that, like Paul, he will be known in hell!

True preaching is the sweating of blood. —DR. JOSEPH PARKER

The price is high. God does not want partnership with us, but ownership of us.