Sandra Bullock Quotes

This is how women self-sabotage and self-destruct. Unless we have constant witnesses to our hard work, we are convinced we pull off every day of our lives through smoke and mirrors. (27)

Believe in what you do and keep working hard and you can't take what people say personally, because if you do it'll eat at you.

I think there are times when you're jamming with the universe, and other times when it feels like no matter how hard I work, no matter how good a person I am, I will always be punished for being mediocre.

The success or failing in one competition doesn't define you, and that is one thing that any sports would teach you.

I've heard all my life how I'm too short or not big enough to play this game. It's nothing new.

Every day of my life, I make an effort. Like, everything's an effort - a good effort.

Encounter: Doubt, Shame, Humiliation. It will finally be worth it. Acting is more about courage than anything else.

In Northeast Ohio, nothing is given. Everything is earned. You work for what you have.

No one expected you to amount to much," she told me. "Lori was the smart one, Maureen the pretty one, and Brian the brave one. You never had much going for you except that you always worked hard.

There's always people out there that's like, doubting me, you know what I mean? Even though I do embrace the people that embrace me and I'm grateful for them. But I always feel like, man, there's still people out there that's not giving it up. And I feel like I'm doing everything the right way, you know what I mean? I'm really going out of my way to do it the right way. I'm taking very few cheats - very few cheat codes that I'm using.

But, ah me! where is the faultless human creature who can persevere in a good resolution, without sometimes failing and falling back?

If I'm not playing well, I do get down on myself because I am a perfectionist. [So I need] someone who believes in me more than I believe in me, someone willing to work as hard as I work. I don't understand what no means or what failure means; I only understand what yes means and try again means.

I'd rather be like Odysseus than someone who was handed everything.

It won't be easy, that is why I have always failed where others have succeeded.

My working poor parents told me that I could do better. They taught me that I was as good as anybody else. And it never occurred to them to tell me that I could just rest comfortably and wait for good old Uncle Sugar to feed me, lead me and then bleed me.

You know you can do more, but everyone expects you to quit.

People assumed that I would have everything handed to me, but that couldn't be further from the truth. I was on my own just doing the grind.

She did it the hard way.

I see women who have this struggle between what they know is right, what they know is necessary, what they know is healthy, what they know is good for them, what they know is good for the work that they need to do, what they know is good for their bodies, what they know is good for their families - all too often ending that statement with the upturned question mark: "If it's okay with everyone?" Still asking, still requesting, still filing petitions for somebody to say that it's all right.

All I wanted to do was be a hero... But do I ever get to be a hero? All I ever get to be is the stupid goat!" "Don't be discouraged, Charlie Brown... In this life we live, there are always some bitter pills to be swallowed..." "If it's all the same with you, I'd rather not renew my perscription!

I always feel like I'm the one with everything to prove.

For someone so conflicted, who am I to give advice to anybody? It’s such a funny, grandiose idea

No matter how well you perform, there's always somebody of intelligent opinion who thinks it's lousy.

Part of me was always trying to prove that I belonged and prove that I deserved the job and prove that I could handle it. And that takes the fun out of it.

I've had few dull moments [in my life] and not too many sad and defeated ones. In saying this I am by no means overlooking the rough and rocky years I've lived through. But I was not brought up thinking life would be easy. I always expected to work hard for my money and to get nothing I did not earn. And the bad years, it seems to me, were so few that only a dyed-in-the-wool grouch who enjoys feeling sorry for himself would complain.