Hang in there, then climb the noose.

Perseverance is a choice offered by a disaster.

Some whine, some recline — some dine on the malign.

Moxie is epoxy; during difficulty it glues us together.

It’s guts or go nuts.

Pluck breeds luck; quitting totally ruins your odds.

Perseverance is periscopic; it sees around corners.

Grit is an abrasive; it can grind down difficulty.

On the other side of the canal of root is a delicious restaurant.

There is a time for everything, a time for nerve and a time to swerve.

Bawl your eyes out; stick them back in.

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