Quotes About Opportunity

We in the majority have worked hard to empower people to create opportunities, to make jobs, to do things that turn America into a place where people can achieve their dreams.

He smiled, and reminded me that no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

Still I promise myself, "Next time I will do better" in the all-too-human conceit that I will always be offered a "next time.

Time is an unkind teacher, delivering lessons that we learn far too late for them to be useful.

Don't go mooning after the stars, when the wide sea is all around you. It's a sky of its own, you know.

Your future. It awaits only you, to live it and to write it.

Now, anyone with two thoughts in their mind can see that no future is set in stone. An infinite number of futures bud at the end of every moment, and each one of them can be changed by a falling rose petal.

You won't even see what is put right on the table before you. Men. If it was raining soup you'd be out there with a fork.

You have a wild young heart. Right now, it is like a caged bird that batters itself against the bars. To struggle harder will only hurt you more. Wait, be patient. Your time will come to fly. And when it does, you must be strong, not bloodied and weary.

Why not break free now, and make Bingtown a place where folk begin anew, all men standing on an equal footing?" "And all women, too." She must be Sparse's daughter, thought Keffria. Even her voice echoed his in tone. Devouchet looked at her in surprise. "It was but a manner of speaking, Ekke," he said mildly. "A manner of speaking becomes a manner of thinking.

If it was raining soup, you'd be out there with a fork.

When circumstances are right, unlikely people do extraordinary things.

No hardship endured is a loss. Someone will learn from it. Someone profits from it.

A bad end is just a new beginning

You can roll dice, and understand that the whole game may hinge on one turn of a die. You deal out cards, and say that all a man's fortune for the night may turn upon one hand. But a man's whole life, you sniff at, and say, what, this nought of a human, this fisherman, this carpenter, this thief, this cook, why, what can they do in the great wide world? And so you putter and sputter your lives away, like candles burning in a draught.

There is no path to the future, Fitz. The path is now. Now is all there is, or ever will be. You can change perhaps the next ten breaths in your life. But after that, random chance seizes you in its jaws again. A tree falls on you, a spider bites your ankle, and all your grand plans for winning a battle are for naught. Now is what we have, Fitz, and now is where we act to stay alive.

Wherever there is change, a clever man can find a profit.

no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

All of us stand on the edge of the future; why venture off the precipice?

Perhaps the only thing about him that had been remarkable was that he had been given a chance.

Do not you sense it? A crossroads, a vertex, a vortex. All paths change from here.

Few things appeal so much to the heart of a man as a fresh start.

When circumstances are right, unlikely people do extraordinary things. When the weight of the world is behind them, the push of events and time itself will align to make incredible things happen.

A way out is a way in. Then