Quotes About Challenge

We stumble up—we stumble on.

she must admit that she felt this thing that she called life terrible, hostile, and quick to pounce on you if you gave it a chance.

La muerte era desafío. La muerte era -por parte de personas que sentían la imposibilidad de alcanzar el centro que, místicamente, se les escapaba, que vivían una proximidad convertida en lejanía, un éxtasis desvirtuado, que se quedaban solas- un intento de comunicar. Había un abrazo en la muerte.

Tutto quello che in teoria sembrava semplice diventava in pratica immediatamente complesso; come le onde si disegnano in forme simmetriche dall'alto dello scoglio, ma per il nuotatore che si trova in mezzo a loro sono divise da ripidi abissi e creste spumeggianti. Pure, è necessario correre il rischio; tracciare il segno.

Fending for oneself alone on a desert island is really no laughing matter. It is no crying one either

Kendisi tek bir ÅŸeyi deÄŸil, her ÅŸeyi söylemek istiyordu. An?n bask?s?, tela?? insana her zaman hedefini ÅŸa??rt?yordu. Sözcükler telaÅŸ ve heyecanla yanlara kaç?yor, istenilen hedefe ulaÅŸam?yordu. Ä°nsan, bedenin bu heyecanlar?n?, sözcüklerle nas?l anlatabilirdi? Aradaki boÅŸluÄŸu nas?l anlatabilirdi? Duyumsayan insan?n zihni deÄŸil, bedeni idi.

The indifference of the world which Keats and Flaubert and other men of genius have found so hard to bear was in her case not indifference but hostility.

Why, after all, did she do these things? Why seek pinnacles and stand drenched in fire? Might it consume her anyhow! Burn her to cinders!

S úgy érezte, megint kettesben, szemtÅ'l szembe kerültek, Å' maga s ellenfele, az élet.

Comfort is no test of truth. Truth is often far from being comfortable.

We don't know how long you have, but the longer you're in the game, the more you risk fatal overload.

Never go up against a Sicilian when death, is on the line.....ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..........(thump)

His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle.

His life was a constant war with insensate objects that fell apart, or attacked him, or refused to function, or viciously got themselves lost as soon as they entered the sphere of his existence.

To the Winds, Victor was a problem child insofar as he refused to be one.

Problems are the poetry of chess. They demand from the composer the same virtues that characterize all worthwhile art: originality, invention, harmony, conciseness, complexity, and splendid insincerity.

I could see the corridor window, where the wires-six thin black wires-were doing their best to slant up, to ascend skyward, despite the lightning blows dealt them by one telegraph pole after another; but just as all six, in a triumphant swoop of pathetic elation, were about to reach the top of the window, a particularly vicious blow would bring them down, as low as they had ever been, and they would have to start all over again.

Oh, to shout it so that all of you believe me at last, you cruel, smug people...

I had to abandon my natural idiom, my untrammeled, rich, and infinitely docile Russian tongue for a second-rate brand of English, devoid of any of those apparatuses

I know something. I know something. But expression of it comes so hard !

Her mind kept fading in the growing mist. She still could speak. She paused, and groped, and found What seemed at first a serviceable sound, But from adjacent cells impostors took The place of words she needed, and her look Spelt imploration as she sought in vain To reason with the monsters in her brain.

Revelation can be more perilous than Revolution.

The hardest battle is simply to make people aware of the need for a strategic shift and to agree on its causes

there is no such thing as a riskless strategy Strategy will always involve both opportunity and risk