A Quote by Steven Pressfield

Be too dumb to quit and too stubborn to back off. — © Steven Pressfield
Be too dumb to quit and too stubborn to back off.
The only way I will leave this job will be because of results. I'm too stubborn to quit because of criticism - too stubborn.
I'm a pretty stubborn guy. I don't quit too easily.
I was an older brother. So I had to do a lot of things first. My father was a self-made man, and he would beat me senseless. But he was a Scotsman, and stubborn. I'm his son, and I'm stubborn, too. I go on being stubborn.
That's why I kept wrestling - I'm too dumb to realize I can't win, so I keep wrestling until I ultimately succeed. I'm pretty dang stubborn.
Of course there are regrets. I shall regret always that I found my own authentic voice in politics. I was too conservative, too conventional. Too safe, too often. Too defensive. Too reactive. Later, too often on the back foot.
They say that I'm stubborn, and my wife says that, too, but it's paid off so far.
Architects are today routinely indoctrinated against the dumb box. Even advertising urges us to "think outside the box." Why? Because it is thought we all hate the box for being too dumb, too boring, and we want to escape it. If we do escape, by buying the advertised product, we usually find ourselves inside another dumb box populated by boring people just like us. It is clearly possible to live an extraordinary life inside a dumb box. Question: is it possible to lead an extraordinary life in anything other than a dumb box?
Too often, the opportunity knocks, but by the time you push back the chain, push back the bolt, unhook the two locks and shut off the burglar alarm, it's too late.
You size up someone physically in less than one second - too tall, too short, too fat, too thin, too old, too young, too stuffy, too scruffy.
You're always better off if you quit smoking; it's never too late.
Too often they don't realize what they have until it's gone. ...they're too stubborn to say, 'Sorry, I was wrong' they hurt the ones closest to their hearts, and we let the most foolish things tear us apart
The big trouble with dumb bastards is that they are too dumb to believe there is such a thing as being smart.
College men from L.S.U., went in dumb, come out dumb, too.
I was too old, too young, too fat, too thin, too tall, too short, too blond, too dark - but at some point, they're going to need the other. So I'd get really good at being the other.
Men! Too blind to see what a stone could see, and too stubborn to be trusted to think for themselves.
The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.
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