Great things come from hard work and perseverance. No excuses.
Cease your insults to God, quit consulting flesh and blood. Stop your lame, lying, and cowardly excuses. Enlist!
I still think of myself as a newspaper guy and you live by deadlines in the newspaper world, so, they don't really give you any excuses. At the paper they never say, "Well, we just won't have Tuesday's paper come out, we'll just bring Tuesday's paper out on Wednesday, so go ahead, take all the time you need. " They come out with that paper regardless.
The hypocrite looks for faults; the believer looks for excuses.
It's not the time to look for excuses.
I asked the question for the best reason possible, for the only reason, indeed, that excuses anyone for asking any question - simple curiosity.
Calls ignored, texts unanswered, short replies, excuses made. All I can say is don't be surprised when you're not in my future.
You make the mistake of thinking you have to choose, that you have to do what you want, that there are conditions for happiness. What matters- all that matters, really- is the will to happiness, a kind of enormous, ever present consciousness. The rest- women, art, success- is nothing but excuses. A canvas waiting for our embroideries.
Good excuses rarely collect dust. We use them, and use them, and use them.
Don't fall in love with your own excuses.
I'm not a rookie anymore-no more excuses about being young.
God my Creator said, 'Go and make disciples. ' So I don't want to sit and make excuses.
Besides, we weren't made to battle villains, because there weren't any. No nation, creed, or race was any better or worse than another; all were flawed, all were equally doomed to suffering, mostly because they couldn't see that they were all alike. Mortals might have been contemptible, true, but not evil entirely. They did enjoy killing one another and frequently came up with ingenious excuses for doing so on a grand scale-religions, economic theories, ethnic pride-but we couldn't condemn them for it, as it was in their mortal natures and they were too stupid to know any better.
No excuses; those were just weak.
When you abandon making choices, you enter the vast world of excuses.
You are not made of metaphors, Not apologies, not excuses.
I made my excuses and left, thinking, really, after a certain age, people are just going to do what they're going to do and you're either going to accept them as they are or you're not.
I do not believe in excuses. I believe in hard work as the prime solvent of life's problems.
My father always said excuses are the crutches for the untalented.
Procrastination is One of those Excuses, Born of Fear, that we Use to Keep Ourselves Stuck