Enough Quotes - Page 97

I had been very angry, angry enough to lose control; none of us are above it.

I'm proud of what I've achieved in cricket, as once I didn't think I was good enough.

You don't have to settle for the status quo, for being good enough, for getting by, for working all night.

The question isn’t whether or not you should wait to be picked, the question is whether you care enough to pick yourself.

American politicians have openly said that the sanctions are aimed at bringing about regime change in Russia. That's aggressive enough.

A lifetime with Venus Williams will not be enough.

The language of truth is unvarnished enough.

I think I'm under the radar enough where I don't think I'm typecast as anything yet, so I'm pretty free and clear.

Once you told yourself a story enough times, it was so easy to keep on believing it.

What happens when perfection isn't good enough?

Oliver Stone. Is that not enough?

Sadness is just another word for not enough coffee.

Two autumns and I have not changed enough.

If you think about it long enough, you'll see that it's obvious.

I used to paint and I used to draw, and I probably would have loved to have been a portrait painter if I'd been good enough, but I really wasn't good enough.

I gave up on cussing - I'd run out of words filthy enough - and just started praying.

Sometimes, love was not enough.

I'd been through so much, falling short again and again, and only recently had found a place where who I was, right now, was enough.

You can never be sure of anyone until you're close enough to see them clearly.

It was so easy to disown what you couldn't recognize, to keep yourself apart from things that were foreign and unsettling. The only person you can be sure to control, always, is yourself. Which is a lot to be sure of, but at the same time, not enough.

And while it is hard enough to take away something that makes a person happy it's even more difficult when it seems like it's the only thing.

I'd known enough people for every minute of the day, and yet still didn't have anyone as my two a.m.

If you're not getting hurt, you're not riding hard enough.

Maybe it was just part of growing up with someone. Once you have a rhythm and stay with it long enough, it's not hard to find again.

He'd always had that fearless optimism that made cynics like me squirm. I wondered if it was enough for both of us. I would never know from here, though. And time was passing. Crucial minutes and seconds, each one capable of changing everything.