Take a pinch of snuff, doctor, and acknowledge that I have scored over you in your example.
Arthur Conan DoyleStichwörter: sherlock win snuff admitting-faults
GM Friends: Never give up, and never give in, because you are designed to win!
Anita R. Sneed-CarterStichwörter: win give-up designed
Neither alive nor dead;
No one lets up,
No one wins.
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I felt I had to win. It seemed very important. I didn't know why it was important and I kept thinking, why do I think this is so important? And another part of me answered, just because it is.
Charles BukowskiStichwörter: win importance-of-winning just-because-it-is
Ο θυμός άλλο πράμα. Ο άνθρωπος κοκκινίζει, φωνάζει, κάνει, χτυπιέται και ξεθυμαίνει. Ουφ! Η χολή άλλο. Αυτή καθίζει μέσα στα σωθικά, συμμαζεύεται στην καρδιά του ανθρώπου, τήνε κιτρινίζει, σα φλερόνι και τήνε σαπίζει!... Να τι κερδίζει ένας που χολεύεται...
Konstantinos Theotokis "Η Ζωή Και Ο Θάνατος Του Καραβέλα"Stichwörter: man heart anger relief win rot yell
One always has to be willing to lose to be able to win... in battle and in life. I wonder. Are you willing to lose, Rayla?
Christie RichStichwörter: life loss lose win gamble
Aveva pensato che se gli esseri umani non si esercitavano in continuazione ad aprire e chiudere la bocca, correvano il rischio di cominciare a far lavorare il cervello.
Douglas AdamsStichwörter: win
Oftentimes winning can become an addiction, whether good or bad, to the point where you would rather lose it all before you lose at all.
Criss JamiStichwörter: self-sacrifice addiction sacrifice obsession competition lose win lose-everything
A battle is won by the side that is absolutely determined to win. Why did we lose the battle of Austerlitz? Our casualties were about the same as those of the French, but we had told ourselves early in the day that the battle was lost, so it was lost.
Leo TolstoyStichwörter: war victory battle defeat defeatism win
I know.” He leaned in and brushed his knuckles across her cheek. “And you can try and pretend it’s okay. That you’re strong and tough and you don’t need anyone. That you didn’t need her. But that’s all bullshit. I know it, and you know it.”
Savannah stared at Cole.
“You’re so pushy. I told you my story. Why can’t you leave it alone?”
“Have you ever dealt with it?”
She’d spent so many years holding it all inside.
“I’m here right now, aren’t I? I obviously dealt with my past.”
“I’m not talking about surviving it. Yeah, you survived it. But you haven’t let go of it.” He rubbed her arm. “What she did to you mattered. It wasn’t fair.”
He was wrong. She was fine. It didn’t matter. She had always shown everyone how strong she was.
“Show me how you feel, Peaches.”
Her bottom lip trembled. She got up, walked to the window to look outside, staring at the darkness, not really seeing anything but the years falling away, stripping away the cool, confident woman she was now, revealing the scared little girl she once was. She’d vowed to never go back to that place, to never revisit those feelings again, yet here she stood.
Cole wrapped his arms around her. She stiffened.
“It’s okay to be vulnerable, Savannah, to let someone see you scared.”
“I’m not scared. Not anymore.
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