Jon Bon Jovi Quotes

I survive all those battles," she growled, "and I get defeated by a stupid chunk of rock!

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise

I was a simple girl born and raised in Kansas, I grew up with a learning disability. I was a single mum, and I definitely struggled in a male dominated world. But you need to allow yourself those moments to cry.

You back me into a corner, I'm not going to lay down and die. I've been down that road too many years in my life.

I made myself into what I thought was a big-time player, and nobody in L.A. seemed to care or believe I was any good. When I started hearing I wouldn't play in college, I would just let it simmer inside me and then be like, 'Okay. That's what you think? Okay.' The number zero was the only way I could express that.

We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

Defeats are always pitiful. Victories are always last resources.

Take It From Me: Life's a Struggle but You Can Win

Look who's standing if you please, 'though you tried to bring me to my knees.

We fight to keep something alive rather than in the expectation that anything will triumph.

Yes, you live with your feet in the mud and there's no time to be thinking about how you got in or how you're going to get out.

In that case I will devote my life to beating my head against that wall.

And, because of the life that I shared with these two amazing women [her mother and maternal grandmother] and the hardships and struggles that I saw them overcome, I learned an invaluable lesson, and that is that women can do anything we set our minds to... and then some!

To oppression, plundering and abandonment, we respond with life.

I did get knocked down flat in front of the whole world, and I rose. I didn't run away - I rose right where I'd been knocked down. And then that's how you get to know yourself. You say, hmm, I can get up!

When every card in the deck is stacked against you, the only way to win a hand is to break the rules. You beg, borrow, and steal, as the old adage goes, and if you happen to get caught in the act, at least you´ve gone down fighting the good fight.

Don't let the bastards grind you down. I repeat this to myself but it conveys nothing. You might as well say, Don't let there be air; or Don't be. I suppose you could say that.

Like driving along a bumpy road and losing control of the steering wheel, tossing you—just a tad—off the road. The wheels kick up some dirt, but you're able to pull it back. Yet no matter how hard you try to drive straight, something keeps jerking you to the side. You have so little control over anything anymore. And at some point, the struggle becomes too much—too tiring—and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

Somebody gets into trouble, then gets out of it again. People love that story. They never get tired of it.

I'm inspired by failure. The process of defeat – picking yourself back up again is the hardest thing in the world.

Though are hands are chained like they are, they haven't taken music from us yet. So that's how I'll fight. People tell me don't quit like everyone else. I wont have no fear.

I don't think I've mastered anything. I'm still wrestling with the same frustrations, the same issues, the same problems as I always did. That's what life is like.

When life kicks you in the teeth and knocks you down to the ground. Are you able to stand up and keep fighting?! That’s what it’s all about.