Ricky Gervais Quotes

If you lose, it hurts, but as long as you have fought hard, you can still feel good about yourself.

I have had regrets along the way, but when I leave this sport, I'll do so with my head held high. I know I gave it my heart and soul, and I tried to learn and be better every day.

If you value your wins and you value what you've done over the course of your career, then you wouldn't want people harboring over a loss, even though you fought extremely well.

My mom is a hard worker. She puts her head down and she gets it done. And she finds a way to have fun. She always says, 'Happiness is your own responsibility.' That's probably what I quote from her and live by the most.

Those who say nothing about their poverty will obtain more than those who turn beggars.

The path of least resistance will never make you proud.

I had worked so hard; that was my opportunity. And my mom was just able to turn it around for me. She helped me to be able to see the other side of things and that this is not the end for me.

Believe in what you do and keep working hard and you can't take what people say personally, because if you do it'll eat at you.

Here is a commandment for you: seek happiness in sorrow. Work, work tirelessly.

My father taught that the only helping hand you're ever going to be able to rely on is the one at the end of your sleeve.

it is easy to starve, but it is difficult to stoop.

My parents got divorced when I was about ten years old, but I saw my mom go work two and three jobs to make sure we didn't miss a beat.

I see the light at the end of the tunnel, so I'm going hard.

Those who grumble at the little thing that has fallen to their lot to do will grumble at everything. Always grumbling, they will lead a miserable life, and everything will be a failure. But those who do their duties as they go, putting their shoulders to the wheel, will see the light, and higher duties will fall to their share.

I think that sometimes you don't have the opportunities for some of the most A-list-type movies, big-budget movies. But I think it's important to keep working and make the best of what's available. Because otherwise, what? Are you just going to get bitter and moan? What does my mom always say? "If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen."

My mom, who gave me my confidence growing up. She's the one that always told me that I could be great and to never stop. And myself. Because I came such a long way.

Live in the world like a waterfowl. The water clings to the bird, but the bird shakes it off. Live in the world like a mudfish. The fish lives in the mud, but its skin is always bright and shiny.

I call myself a labourer because I take pride in calling myself a spinner, weaver, farmer and scavenger.

I have no pride about anything I have done. It's just not the way I think about things. I do the work, always, as hard as I can, to the point of pain, injury, exhaustion, if that is what it takes. Once I am done, I move on.

I've always been my own person. Everything I've ever done in my life I did the hard way.

All I ask is one thing, and I’m asking this particularly of young people: please don’t be cynical. I hate cynicism, for the record, it’s my least favorite quality and it doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen.

But keep on working and hoping still. For in spite of the grumblers who stand about, somehow, it seems, all things work out.

The competition, the naysayers, the owners who talk too much. The people who don't think a 36-year-old can do what I do. I take a lot of pride in my craft, I work really hard at my craft everyday, and I'm a true professional.

Under the spreading chestnut tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. . . . He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man. . . . Toiling,-rejoicing,-sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.

Content with poverty, my soul I arm; And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.