Quotes About Struggle

We must pass through the darkness, to reach the light.

To conquer by sheer force is becoming harder and harder every day. Defensive is getting continuously the advantage of offensive, as we progress in the satanic science of destruction.

I wondered about the science of storms and how sometimes it seemed that a storm wanted to break the world and how the world refused to break.

The mind is ever ingenious in making its own distress.

So the story of man runs in a dreary circle, because he is not yet master of the earth that holds him.

General fiction is pretty much about ways that people get into problems and screw their lives up. Science fiction is about everything else.

The life of a wild animal always has a tragic end.

Life is a copiously branching bush, continually pruned by the grim reaper of extinction, not a ladder of predictable progress.

Unfortunately, only a small number of patients with peptic ulcer are financially able to make a pet of an ulcer.

Chess is neither a science nor an art. It is what human nature most delights in--a fight.

The science of life is a superb and dazzlingly lighted hall which may be reached only by passing through a long and ghastly kitchen.

I know each conversation with a psychiatrist in the morning made me want to hang myself because I knew I could not strangle him.

No, they can't. They can't be Luke Skywalker.

The fatal futility of Fact.

We will now discuss in a little more detail the Struggle for Existence.

It's much easier on the emotions when one sees life as an experiment rather than a struggle for popularity.

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But bad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

There is no royal road to science, and only those who do not dread the fatiguing climb of its steep paths have a chance of gaining its luminous summits. (Preface to the French edition).

It is only too clear that man is not at home within this universe, and yet that he is not good enough to deserve a better.

Nature, red in tooth and claw.

But experiments went for nothing,-dualism had sworn to uphold its position.

And if humanity is the last war, then I am the battlefield.

Flies are so mighty that they win battles, paralyse our minds, eat up our bodies.

The conflict of theories, leading, as it eventually must, to the survival of the fittest, is advantageous.