Quotes About Hardship

Anger rose in me. Didn't they know how hard I'd been working to overcome my family background? Now all my efforts were wasted.

You may be thinking, But life really has dealt me a bad hand. It's really not my fault that my life sucks. Just hold on a second. I'm not saying taking responsibility means controlling all the things life throws at you—none of us can do that. And there are times when we are victimized. Allowing yourself to accept that reality frees you to release any guilt or shame you might be carrying for tragedies and hardships that befell you in the past.

School prepares you for the real world... which also bites.

My family kinda hit the skids. We were experiencing poverty at that point. We all got a job, where the whole family had to work as security guards and janitors. And I just got angry.

poverty in a family of twelve children.

Life is a bucket of shit with a barbed wire handle.

Poverty was the greatest motivating factor in my life.

Tudo neste mundo se consegue com trabalho e quem é preto consegue menos com muito mais trabalho, então tem de trabalhar multiplicado e trabalhar em todos os trabalhos e trabalhar o tempo todo e trabalhar sem distrair e sempre acreditar que alguém quer tomar o resultado do trabalho.

They call them the bad old days, and in a way they were. But at least they taught us the value of money, and it was something yer had to work for. These days, the youngsters seem to get everything they want. And what gets me is, they believe they're entitled to it!

Those with the least always lose the most in war.

Life is a series of things we would rather not do.

Empathy? What's that?" Glokta winced as he rubbed at his aching leg. "It's a sad fact, but pain only makes you sorry for yourself.

Have you no pity?' Glokta could only shrug. 'I did have. As a boy I was soft-hearted beyond the point of foolishness. I swear, I would cry at a fly caught in a spider's web.' He grimaced at a brutal spasm through his leg as he turned for the door. 'Constant pain has cured me of that.

All the great heroes of old, you know - the great kings, the great generals - they all faced adversity from time to time." Jezal looked up. He had almost forgotten that Bayaz was there. "Suffering is what gives a man strength, my boy, just as the steel most hammered turns out the hardest.

That got him thinking about his life. It seemed a bitter, pointless sort of life now. No one was any better off because of it. Full of violence and pain, with not much but disappointment and hardship in between.

Strange how, as long as the hardship lasts, we can stand it. As soon as the crisis is over, the strength all leeches away in an instant.

If you clenched your teeth hard enough, and took enough strides, you could get anywhere. One painful, weary, freezing, guilty step at a time.

And while you were out working to pay the rent on this stinking, rotten place, why, the street outside played nursemaid to your kid. The street did more than that. It became both mother and father and trained your kid for you, and it was an evil father and a vicious mother, and, of course, you helped the street along by talking to him about money.

Teaching was the hardest work I had ever done, and it remains the hardest work I have done to date.

I made a choice to stay home and raise five boys. Believe me, it was hard work.

I am the granddaughter of a Welsh coal miner who was determined that his kids get out of the mines. My dad got his first job when he was six years old, in a little village in Wales called Nantyffyllon, cleaning bottles at the Colliers Arms.

come un cavallo da tiro ha la sensazione che Il suo carico cresce di minuto in minuto, e le zampe gli si piegano, ma gli occhi miti non riescono a guardare indietro, così lei non vedeva da quale parte fluisse questa enorme e inutile vita su lei, e solo sapeva questo: che doveva portarla.

At this period, too, Leningraders resorted to their most desperate food substitutes, scraping dried glue from the underside of wallpaper and boiling up shoes and belts. (Tannery processes had changed, they discovered, since the days of Amundsen and Nansen, and the leather remained tough and inedible.)

He was right: she'd turned a shit situation into a slurry of blood-flecked diarrhea.