Quotes About Fight

Trouble meant they had to listen, not fight.

They are malicious, gods, these Tuath, to make such things to fight over.

Most of those who would become bandits were good, decent folk; they would form if they could. He is right to try. Right to hope for it, right to fight for it. That's what I would fight for.

All I have ever wanted is to fight for what is good and clean and bright. All I want is to know who I am and where I belong. And I belong here, lord, as a Companion.

Sólo a través de la lucha armada se pueden crear las condiciones subjetivas de la revolución. Sólo a través de la guerra de guerrillas se pueden crear las condiciones para la construcción de un Ejército del Pueblo"[33]

But in the end he didn't love her enough to fight for her.

There is a bit of a scrum at the salad stall as fifteen Guardian readers all try to get at the wild rocket at once. We might have a Zen-like appreciation of a single, perfect organic onion, but it makes us no less capable of elbowing a fellow shopper in the ribs when we have to. This is food after all, and we are happy to fight for it if needs be.

They sat it "Rains Blood" at scenes of battle... you truly...make blood rain

suddenly enlightenment, blinding and dazing as the light which smote Saul on the road to Damascus, burst upon her. Negation and disbelief would never cure the sickness of this world. You could never defeat evil by retreating from it. It must be faced and fought and overcome. Action, not futile sorrow, was what was needed.

The more serious the illness, the more important it is for you to fight back, mobilizing all your resources-spiritual, emotional, intellectual, physical.

Will the future bring your wisdom to me? Or will darkness rule the kingdom for all eternity? You will live in my heart… I will still remember even though we are apart. I will feel you there for me As I walk the road of life You help me fight for what is right I will honour thy name

Desperate times call for desperate measures. That's a saying, or a bit of advice, or a catchprase, or a string of words used to confuse people less intelligent than you. In any case, it means: Life is tough, so you'd better fight hard-or something like that.

You can beat this thing. You don't have to give in to it.

This wasn't the time to lie down and submit. What if the world was treating her like a bunch of cruel boys a dog—kicking her from all sides, all at once? She mustn't put her tail between her legs and yelp and hug the ground. She must stand up and bristle her back, and snarl, and show her teeth if necessary. And she would, too! Oh, there was a lot of fight left in her yet.

The first blow is half the battle.

Lottate, ragionate col vostro cervello, ricordate che ciascuno è qualcuno, un individuo prezioso, responsabile, artefice di se stesso, difendetelo il vostro io, nocciolo di ogni libertà, la libertà è un dovere, prima che un diritto è un dovere.

If a man is a man and not a sheep in the flock, he has a survival instinct in him that leads him to fight even if he realizes he's fighting in vain, even if he knows he will lose..

Trust me, you have to fight. When people are wrong, you've got to let them know it.

I understood that the most terrible thing in life is complete hopelessness... To cross out all the 'maybes' and give up the fight when you still have strength for it is the most terrible form of suicide. It's almost unbearable to watch it happening in others. Unjustified hope - salvation for the weak in spirit and intellect - irritates me. But the loss of hope is the paralysis, even the death, of the soul. Sveta, let us hope, while we still have strength to hope.

The same day I figured out the way to fight my insanity: ignore it. I taught myself to treat my madness the way you treat a crazy person you meet on the street-you humor him, nod your head, and move on. 'Move on'-these are the key words. Look and learn, I said to myself, a man goes out of his mind. He can leave it behind and move on. He can take that crazy mind of his and put it away, isolate it, and if possible tie it down-just as they do to crazy people themselves.

I'm fighting so I can die a martyr and go to heaven to meet God. Our fight now is against the Americans.

Unhappiness. There are all kinds of unhappy people in the world. I suppose it would be no exaggeration to say that the world is composed entirely of unhappy people. But those people can fight their unhappiness with society fairly and squarly, and society for its part easily understands and sympathizes with such struggles. My unhappiness stemmed entirely from my own vices, and I had no way of fighting anybody.

If my neighbors manage to survive without killing themselves, without going mad, maintaining an interest in political parties, not yielding to despair, resolutely pursuing the fight for existence, can their griefs really be genuine?

Unhappiness. There are all kinds of unhappy people in the world. I suppose it would be no exaggeration to say that the world is composed entirely of unhappy people. But those people can fight their unhappiness with society fairly and squarly, and society for its part easily understands and sympathizes with such struggles.