Anything's Possible If You've Got Enough Nerve Novels & Stories

"I started from rock bottom, but I found the courage to fight fate. You've only had an accident. Once you recover, things will improve." "I can never dance professionally again." "Miracles happen through effort." Penelope looked encouragingly at the frail figure in bed. "Let's consider the worst case - if you can't dance, you can work in dance-related fields. When one door closes, another opens. If there's no path, we make our own." "Make our own path?" Penelope nodded. "Life is long. We need courage to face challenges. Overcome them, and the road ahead becomes clear."

Rose’s Pov My mind is racing with unwanted thoughts about it what Jason and Nicole must be doing. She is pure evil , and use any technique to win. I have heard from many people and I had even seen it on television – every man , no matter how in love he is , will always give in to their lust. The thought of this very quote makes me shiver with nervousness – would Jason give in to Nicole , if she tried hard enough?

If there is one thing that is true, though, it is that if you really want something badly enough, it is always possible. And it is true. It is true. Unless, unfortunately, your name is Bryony Adams and what you want is to live.

Before I could reboot my short-circuiting brain to say yes, he tossed another cheque on the table. "Three million." Then, as if deciding that still wasn't enough. He tossed one more. "Five million." — I've mentioned I'm broke. Rent, utilities, basic necessities, daily expenses - they drain every penny I make. Dreams are always distant things, and so are principles. Now here's someone standing in front of me saying, "Amy, I'll give you more money than you'd make in years." Sure, he's a stranger - a famous stranger - but I can't deny how tempting it is. I should have no reason to refuse.

"Of course I am, it's just this feel so good to be true, you know? What if they predicted this as well? What if they have another purpose for sending us an audience? Just what if! There are so many possibilities and I might not have thought of any drastic measures for them." Well, it is true. I'm not all-knowing or do I have foresight, I just deduce the possibilities. And sometimes, I get wrong. So of course the pressure is unreal! They're all counting on me and I might blow it, I'd rather die than face humiliation. Duh.

“What if you’re wrong?” “I’m not. But if somehow the impossible happens and tonight doesn’t go perfectly, we adjust. We learn. We come back stronger.” His hands cupped my face. “But that’s not going to happen. Tonight, you’re going to triumph. And I’m going to be right there watching you do it.”

Ann smirked. "How… What… no. It's not possible." Linus objected weakly. "You know, I keep hearing a lot of that. 'It's not possible', and 'There's no way!'. Even that 'it's against tradition'!" Ann mocked with perfect imitations of the objections she had received so far, "Nothing is impossible, Linus. Everything is much easier to do when the people who are supposed to assist back you wholeheartedly, wouldn't you agree?" Linus seemed to choke on his own saliva as he digested her words.

It jumped excitedly at my touch, just like I felt giddy to finally hold it. I said and did things that I would never have done on a regular day. Well, if it didn’t get us killed, I wouldn’t have anything to complain about. If all this was just so I could keep my head on my neck, I wouldn’t mind doing anything. I mean, anything! I really needed a f*ck, and my mate was right here. I might as well take the chance.

And for the first time, I'm not waiting for the other shoe to drop. I'm just—here. Present. Happy. Grateful. Ten weeks from forever. And finally believing forever is possible. Not perfect. Not easy. Just possible. Actually possible. Finally possible. Completely possible. And that's enough. More than enough. Everything.

If I wаnt something in lіfе, I nееd tо mаkе it hарреn fоr myself. There’s no point waiting аrоund, hоріng that thіngѕ will change. Thаt’ѕ what weak реорlе do. Wіth thаt, I signal fоr mу сhесk, put the рhоnе аwау and touch uр my lірѕtісk. Jessup Lее, here I соmе!