Quotes About Keep Fighting Novels & Stories

"Courage isn't the absence of fear. It's standing up anyway. It's choosing to fight even when you're scared." A murmur of agreement moved through the crowd. "I don't expect anyone here to be fearless. I just need you to remember why you're fighting. You're not fighting for glory. Nor are you fighting for recognition. You're fighting for the people beside you. For your families. Children. Mates. friends. For the future we're trying to build." The silence deepened in a meaningful way. The kind of silence that happened when words landed exactly where they needed to. "You don't have to be the strongest person here. Goddess knows I certainly am not."

The day that made me who I am today. "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." Those words are my motivation and what keeps me going. I trust nobody. Likewise, myself. Anything can happen in the cruel world we live in. It doesn't matter whether rich or poor. Healthy or sick. Man or woman. They all put on a fake façade.

We walked in silence for a while before I finally spoke. "I'm tired of fighting," I said. "I'm tired of defending myself and people thinking the worst of me." "I know," he said. "But you can't give up, not now." "Why not?" I asked. "What's the point of fighting when I'm always going to lose?" "You're not going to lose," he said. "You're stronger than all of them combined." "I don't feel strong," I said. "You are though," he said. "You've survived things that would've destroyed most people. You're still here, that's strength."

“We can’t keep fighting. We can’t keep pretending like we have a chance.” I clenched my fists, my teeth gritting together. It was the same speech every day, every night. We couldn’t fight back anymore, couldn’t do anything but sit here and wait for our death. But I refused to accept that. “We can’t just give up,” I told them, my voice harsh, desperate. “We haven’t tried everything. We can still...”

In as much they were praying they had a great time to encourage each other on phone in their W******p group. The most rewarding moment is in perseverance, but the most agonising time is waiting. You don't know when but you still keep hope because that's the rule of waiting. I kept the faith and did not fight it because one needs to outgrow pain for him to win. You can not win over what is above you. Lest you see keep on seeking. The kings are the ones who have seen the depth of life's victory. When you win then you have a story to tell, it was not easy but very difficult for me. "I fought for me to be here," only the successful can say such because someone is willing to listen to them.

And sometimes hope was enough. To keep fighting. To keep surviving. To keep believing. That someday. Somehow. We'd be free.

I offer words of encouragement to him. It is the best that I can offer for the mean time, words that will be held unto till the time of the mystery to be unraveled comes. These are the same words of encouragement that I will offer to Jared when I amend things with him. And these are the same words that I will keep on telling myself until the day that I finally accomplish what I have in mind to do. “Be strong and never give up. The fight is still long but victory is assured at the end, that is my promise to all of us.”

"You all knew that the moment you saw the enemy, and even if you weren't ready, you knew you could fight. And that's all I ask, soldiers. Fight, and fight hard. Fight for the villagers who are here, wondering how you can possibly be so brave and capable that you can do things they can't even imagine. Fight for your family who are waiting for you back home, and who are praying that you make it back to them safely so you can tell them all you've done. Fight for yourselves, because you've come this far and you are not going down without giving them a goddamned fight to the goddamned finish!"

The saying was true that we only appreciate something when we lose it. And on top of that, there was the issue of their son. Fuck! Laura had started her life over and moved forward while I was stuck in the shit I did myself. Damn! But you could still fight, right? I should only stop fighting when I die. "You want to know something, Terence? I'm not going to give up a damn thing. I'm going to keep fighting! Not only that, but I'm going to show that asshole Richard that this woman belongs to me!"

Phrases like, "You are a fighter... Come back to us, Jolaade... We need you... You belong here... You are much stronger than you realize... Don't let the world defeat you..." All I could do was weep, praying that this wasn't the end.