Quotes About Endurance

Please be patient. God has not finished with me yet.

Baseball is like driving, it's the one who gets home safely that counts.

Effort is like toothpaste: you can usually squeeze out just a little bit more.

Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.

Do not fall before you are pushed.

Let go or be dragged.

Broken tools can be replaced. You can't.

Fighting alone will make you stronger and you will win over all the difficulties in your life very soon.

Anything is possible. No one understands how far you can push your body to the limit, and I like to play with that.

There is hope and a kind of beauty in there somewhere, if you look for it.

Most people give up just when they're about to achieve success. They quit on the one-yard line. They give up at the last minute of the game, one foot from a winning touchdown.

Resistance wears us down and dims our light

The more you move, the stronger you'll grow, not like a tree that can be killed if you uproot it.

What the hell did people have to keep them occupied on a damp and windy day in January apart from sitting indoors and lapping up the story of somebody who had suffered even more than they were doing.

Remember, the storm is a good opportunity for the pine and the cypress to show their strength and their stability.

Break the fast, and you will be stronger to confront the enemy.

State the idea so that it focuses on response. How do you want your listeners to respond? Instead of "You can rejoice in trials because they lead to maturity," try "Rejoice when hard times come." If you know what your listeners should do, tell them. State the idea so that your listeners sense you are talking to them about them.

Be fervent in God, and let nothing grieve you, whatever you encounter.

It always seems impossible until it is done.' NELSON MANDELA

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.

Man can live about forty days without food, about three days without water, about eight minutes without air...but only for one second without hope.

Þegar öllu er á botninn hvolft, þá fer allt einhvernveginn, þótt margur efist um það á tímabili.

Do you fear the force of the wind, The slash of the rain? Go face them and fight them, Be savage again. Go hungry and cold like the wolf, Go wade like the crane: The palms of your hands will thicken, The skin of your cheek will tan, You'll grow ragged and weary and swarthy, But you'll walk like a man!

I felt as we floundered aimlessly about in the snow that it made little difference to me whether I lived or died. It seemed to me that the terrible journey would have no end. I was awake and aware of all that was transpiring around me, but had lost all feeling and power of speech, and existed like an animated dead man.