Quotes About Fight

In a thousand little ways, it seemed as though Grant was fated to fight this civil war. In battle, what galled Grant most was indecision. Once, an aide asked if he thought he was always right. "No!" Grant ripped back. "I am not, but in war anything is better than indecision. We must decide. If I am wrong we shall soon find it out and can do the other thing. But not to decide… may rum everything.

to his everlasting credit, as he fought "that enemy" who, in his words, repeatedly demonstrated "Herculean deeds of valor

We must never lose the language of justice, for it reminds us of what is at stake and of the importance of keeping justice itself alive in how we fight.

Haz la guerra! Haz la guerra a tu cobardía, a tu pereza, a tu ignorancia, a tu presunción, a tu dolor. Haz la guerra primero, y el amor os será dado

You offered them physical violence, didn't you? At an age when they were too young to defend themselves. At least in the past women had a chance to fight back, if they'd cared to take it—these poor fools don't! You seem to have maimed their brains as well as their bodies!

She fights at every moment against the scream that pulses inside her like a living thing.

In the fight between you and reality, be discouraging.

Morning is when the wick is lit. A flame ignited, the day delighted with heat and light, we start the fight for something more than before.

Welcome to life. Life, something so sweet, something worth fighting for.

Bloomberg's $50 million is not going to revolutionize the electric power industry. But his willingness to fight is already inspiring others to see Big Coal differently.

Bill Gates is a relative newcomer to the fight against global warming, but he's already shifting the debate over climate change.

Individual suicide was wasteful, but mass suicide that sent a message of defiance, and that encouraged future generations to fight oppression to the death, was admirable.

I landed on top of him and we struggled frantically for control of the weapon. Punches were thrown. Head-butts were exchanged. Obscenities were uttered. I'd been in vicious fights before, but this was the first one to take place on top of a mutilated corpse.

But, in the end, joy cannot fend off evil. Joy can only remind you why you fight.

You have to learn when to ignore suffering so that you're strong enough to fight it when the time is right.

Now it is a war of days: on

women of a certain age who still want to fight the good fight, as Gretchen sees it. She has

Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings.

She knew that the world was plainly divided into those who fought an unrelenting battle to live, and those who surrendered and died. This was a simple fact.

Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it.

The only unforgivable crime is to cut short the experiment of one's own life before its natural end. To do so is a weakness and a pity—for the experiment of life will cut itself off soon enough, in all our cases, and one may just as well have the courage and the curiosity to stay in the battle until one's eventual and inevitable demise. Anything less than a fight for endurance is cowardly. Anything less than a fight for endurance is a refusal of the great covenant of life.

My desire to work—my desire to engage with my creativity as intimately and as freely as possible—is my strongest personal incentive to fight back against pain, by any means necessary, and to fashion a life for myself that is as sane and healthy and stable as it can possibly be. But that's only because of what I have chosen to trust, which is quite simply: love.

I keep remembering one of my Guru's teachings about happiness. She says that people universally tend to think that happiness is a stroke of luck, something that will maybe descend upon you like fine weather if you're fortunate enough. But that's not how happiness works. Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it.

My desire to work—my desire to engage with my creativity as intimately and as freely as possible—is my strongest personal incentive to fight back against pain, by any means necessary, and to fashion a life for myself that is as sane and healthy and stable as it can possibly be. But