Quotes About Challenges

Good in Crisis; Sucks at Normal.

If the bar can't be lowered," Goddard said slowly, "then the floor must be raised.

The scythedom was cursed with idiots.

It was a dream. Reality got in the way, that's all. And running away doesn't solve anything

And he will love them unconditionally . . . if he can just get past the girls he chose to be their mothers.

They knew what had happened at school, and what was happening now, but they dismissed it in that self-serving way parents often had of pretending anything they can't solve is not really a problem.

Tú eres bueno en las grandes dificultades, y eres un capullo en la vida normal.

Our choices are not easy- nor should they be.

The whole place is a petri dish of angst, generated by kids whose parents gave up on them, which is the worst kind of angst there is. There are fights and ridiculous posturing on a daily basis.

Bottom line: I don't believe anyone who says they got the answers to society's ills because society's ills mutate faster than the flu

Et, malgré bien des chocs et d'imprévus désastres, Nous nous sommes souvent ennuyés, comme ici.

Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

But my whole life has been a matter of fighting for one simple hour to do what I want to do. There was always something getting in the way of my getting to myself.

I am a series of small victories and large defeats.

All our days are marked with/ unexpected/ affronts--some/ disastrous, others/ less so/ but the process is/ wearing and/ continuous./ Attrition rules./ Most give/ way/ leaving/ empty spaces/ where people should/ be.

There is always somebody about to ruin your day, if not your life.

as long as there are human beings about there is never going to be any peace for any individual upon this earth (or anywhere else they might escape to). all you can do is maybe grab ten lucky minutes here or maybe an hour there. something is working toward you right now, and I mean you and nobody but you.

It seems I make a lot of mistakes and it seems that I am not allowed any.

New affairs were exciting but they were also hard work. The first kiss, the first fuck had some drama. People were interesting at first. Then later, slowly but surely, all the flaws and madness would manifest themselves. I would become less and less to them; they would mean less and less to me.

Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

There will always be something to ruin our lives. It all depends on what or which finds us first. You're always ripe and ready to be taken.

As we live we all get caught and torn by various traps. Nobody escapes them. Some even live with them. The idea is to realize that a trap is a trap. If you are in one and you don't realize it, then you're finished.

Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work

I wasn't sleeping on the streets at night. Of course, there were a lot of good people sleeping in the streets. They weren't fools, they just didn't fit into the needed machinery of the moment. And those needs kept altering.