Arduous Synonym Quotes & Sayings

The surest step toward joy in the morning is virtue in the evening. — Russell M. Nelson

More people write poetry than read it. — George Carlin

I'm not sure men know how to talk about women in any meaningful way. — Stephen King

I saw also that there was an ocean of darkness and death, but an infinite ocean of light and love, which flowed over the ocean of darkness. — George Fox

Just as water is the only thing that can relieve thirst in the desert, the provision of God's Word is the only thing that can satisfy our spiritual thirst. — Jim George

I've done the gay, over-the-top guy. I want to jump into another show where I wear pants for the majority of the time. — Jai Rodriguez

When you slowly and gently get lost in love, you become infinite. — Debasish Mridha

Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours. — Sylvia Day

Unless you have a definite, precise, clearly set goals, you are not going to realize the maximum potential that lies within you. — Zig Ziglar

Pudge, what you must understand about me is that I am a deeply unhappy person. — John Green

I really want people to know that I've worked hard, very hard, to get to where I am today.. this didn't just happen overnight. I started in business over 25 years ago and have found a way to build on what I've learned through every partnership and opportunity. — Magic Johnson

Despair is a form of certainty, certainty that the future will be a lot like the present or decline from it. Optimism is similarly confident about what will happen. Both are grounds for not acting. Hope can be the knowledge that reality doesn't necessarily match our plans. — Rebecca Solnit

The only person I've had sex with on Jersey Shore is my boyfriend. — Nicole Polizzi

Keeping your mind open in the face of uncertainty is the single most powerful secret of unleashing your creative potential. — Michael J. Gelb

I was exhausted but also for the first time in weeks I felt sleepiness, that rare, delicious liqueur, soaking into my body like blotter paper. — Barbara Kingsolver