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.