Quotes About Adversity

Victory doesn't mean anything if failure isn't a possibility.

It was a year for the ages, like 79, like 1346, to name just a few. Forget the scythe, Goddamn it, I needed a broom or a mop. And I needed a vacation.

The point is, Ilsa Hermann had decided to make suffering her triumph. When it refused to let go of her, she succumbed to it. She embraced it.

But neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it.

because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the start that you're going to win it. It's the ones in between that test you. They're the ones that bring questions with them.

In the basement of 33 Himmel Street, Max Vandenburg could feel the fists of an entire nation. One by one they climbed into the ring to beat him down. They made him bleed. They let him suffer. Millions of them--until one last time, when he gathered himself to his feet...

It's the story of one of those perpetual survivors- an expert at being left behind.

But neither of us knows, because a fight's worth nothing if you know from the beginning that you're going to win. It's the ones in between that test you. They're the ones that bring questions with them.

Quién estaba allí para tranquilizarlo cuando le arrancaron la alfombra de la vida bajo los pies dormidos?.

It could be worse. I could be you.

I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They're running at me.

Mi única preocupación es que cada vez que he deseado que algo suceda de una manera, ocurre del modo contrario, como si todo estuviera perfectamente diseñado para enfrentarme a lo desconocido.

It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on...

And you're Cameron Wolfe. That' gotta start meaning somethin' boy. That's gotta start churnin' inside us, making us wanna be someone for those names, and not just another couple of guys who amounted to nothin' but what people said we would. No way. We're getting' out of that. We have to. We're gonna crawl and moan and fight and bite and bark at anything that gets in our way or tries to hunt us down and shoot us. All right?

One good punch from Rube on me would send the sky into my head and the clouds into my lungs. I just always tried to stay up.

Life had altered in the wildest possible way, but it was imperative that they act as if nothing at all had happened. Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day. That was the business of hiding a Jew.

Have me, they said, and there was no stopping them. They were frightened, no question, but they were not afraid of me. It was a fear of messing up and having to face themselves again, and facing the world, and the likes of you. There was nothing I could do. They had too many ways, they were too resourceful - and when they did it too well, whatever their chosen method, I was in no position to refuse.

Usually it was like spillage- cold and heavy, slippery and gray- but once in a while some stars had the nerve to rise and float, if only for a few minutes.

caughtoutedness.

Mi nombre completo es Ed Kennedy. Tengo diecinueve años. Soy taxista menor de edad. Soy uno más de los muchos jóvenes que se ven en este pueblo próximo a la ciudad, sin demasiadas perspectivas ni posibilidades. Aparte de eso, leo más libros de los que debería, soy pésimo en la cama y un desastre haciendo la declaración de la renta. Encantado de conoceros.

Junto a los escombros de Colonia, un grupo de niños recogía contenedores de combustible vacíos arrojados por sus enemigos. Como siempre, yo recogía humanos. Estaba cansada. Y apenas habíamos llegado a la mitad del año.

Sometimes when life robs you, you have to rob it back.

We run straight through the laughter of the night.

The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help.