Novel & Cerita When The Going Gets Tough Quotes

Chapter 43 - Mia Lauren "Nobody hits you as hard as life, but not as hard as you can hit yourself. It doesn't matter how hard you hit, but how much you can take and keep fighting; how much you can endure and keep moving forward. That's what victory is made of." - Rocky Balboa

Strong-willed. These were some of the adjectives. There was a quote written at the bottom in cursive under inverted commas. “She's alone, but stronger and better than a whole army.” Vera's lips curved up and a deep sense of warmth exploded in her chest. The quote was easy on the eyes but very jarring. And it came from 12 years old girls.

He really ran off. And not even a single goodbye? Not a thank you? Not even a number? Unbelievable. “God, life is tough! It’s hard being a good citizen in this country when you have to help people like that,” I grumbled loudly to myself, trying to shake off the irritation buzzing in my head.

“You're still going to apply. I don't care if I have to sell my kidney and half a lung. I'll definitely get the money somehow.” “But..” she sniffed. “You've already done so much and…” “I'm not giving up on your dreams, Eleanor.” I pressed a kiss to the side of her head. “One of us has to become something legendary, and I vote you.” Whoever came up with the quote Easier said than Done , was definitely referring to me, because that was the first harsh lesson I'd learned this afternoon.

Just like a payback for what I did to Darius a few minutes ago. I nearly drowned inside the water as I lost balance but after a few seconds, Darius came in, carrying me out of it. After he had brought me out, he started looking at me, advising that I go back home and come tomorrow, so we could practice but I wasn't in for that. With all my experiences and present ones in life, I have given myself a slogan, a fantastic quote: "It's either now or I die" This is something I usually feed myself with whenever I get to face some obstacles in my path daily and that's just it.

I'm a woman on the prowl, and a woman on the prowl is confident in her abilities. "Quit?" I ask, running my tongue over my dry lips, trying to moisten them so I can form words more easily. "Quitting is not something I do. That's what my ex-husband did. My mama did. That's what my former boss did," I shake my head and try to stand on four-inch stilettos. He reaches out and grabs my elbow, steadying me, being a rock when I haven't had one in a very long time. "Whitney Trumbolt is not a fuckin' quitter." I make my voice as strong and as clear as possible, I fear though that it comes out a slurred mess.

She begs before wrapping her arms around me and I feel emotions rush through me. I can't hold back my tears anymore. "Deborah, I'm always gonna be here for you. And remember when things get tough, God's always gonna come through. Some have lost way more than we have, but we still have each other. Remember, when the going gets tough, turn to Jesus." I try to console. She simply looks up at me and I pull her into a warm comforting hug that helps us both stay calm... We've reduced drastically compared to the crowd that was at first with is when we began this journey of faith.

I think you need to quit being so hard on everyone, yourself included,* Balric told me. “Being hard on myself is how I got here.” *Life changes, Desi. What carried us through one moment can become a hindrance later,* he explained, his tone gentle. “Oh great, fortune cookie bullshit. Thanks,” I said with no real anger. “It’s what we old men do best,” Caius said. *It’s true. Now if you'll excuse me I’m going to hide... yet again.*