Quotes About Struggle

However, I wasn't very good at the sciences, or didn't have a lot of help in the sciences or something but certainly didn't set science for my A level. And when I came to take my A levels I didn't get a good enough result to go to University.

Michael Ryan seemed a very nice chap to me. He was pleasant enough, but he appeared to be someone who wasn't getting to grips with life.

I lived by the candlelight for two years because I couldn't afford power. It was nice and romantic at the time, but if you can't afford power you're pretty broke. You endure it.

I was always a singer. But I was always focused on being an actor as my trade. Music I do just for me. The movie business is very difficult but the music business is just impossible.

He's just a guy who got caught up in a bad habit and made a few mistakes at work." "He's

One man against a corrupt system and I knew I could win! And Hindsight would like to point out I wasn't even on the really hard drugs yet. I'd

Loneliness is a hell of a drug. A week prior I'd misted up when a grocery clerk told me, "Take care.

The money buys the drugs, the drugs work harder and harder to trick your blackened dopamine receptors into giving a damn about living. At some point you make a choice: fight your need the rest of your goddamned long-suffering life, or fill your need until it disappears into the grave with you.

No one chooses to become a banker. It just happens, like cancer, and then you try to live with it for as long as you can.

Too quick a sense of constant infelicity.

To preserve a man alive in the midst of so many chances and hostilities, is as great a miracle as to create him.

It's not easy being the Chosen One. Just ask Buffy Summers. Ask Harry Potter. And ask Zoey Redbird, the latest in this list of "lucky" candidates picked by fate to save the world from darkness- and oh yeah, find romance, keep their friends and maybe not flunk every class. In their spare time of course.

Dad handed me his empty glass and patted my shoulder. "Abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul." Then he picked up his work gloves, shook off the dirt, and headed for the garage. "Wait!" I started to follow him but stopped when he didn't answer or even turn. "I guess that's a no." From that day on, Dad spoke in nothing but Bible verses. It was like living inside a sermon.

snatched it up and shoved it into her sack without leaving her shelter. Score. What she couldn't eat right away she could slice and dry in the stifling summer heat. The scuffle continued, and Elysia

The theologian Paul Tillich wrote that "loneliness can be conquered only by those who can bear solitude." Because the borderline finds solitude so difficult to tolerate, she is trapped in a relentless metaphysical loneliness from which the the only relief comes from of the physical presence of others. So she will often rush to singles bars or with crowded haunts, often with disappointing--or even violent--results.

He may attempt suicide, often not with the intent to die but to feel something, to confirm he is alive.

Borderline individuals are the psychological equivalent of third-degree burn patients. They simply have, so to speak, no emotional skin. Even the slightest touch or movement can create immense suffering."1

The most difficult part of being a borderline personality has been the emptiness, the loneliness, and the intensity of feelings," she says today. "The extreme behaviors keep me so confused. At times I don't know what I'm feeling or who I am.

You know yourselves how slippery is the path of youth—a path on which I have myself fallen, and which you are now traversing not without fear.

God be thanked that you are well and that the fire of faith glows in you even when you are in the midst of the devil's wiles. My greatest joy is to hear that my spiritual sons are fighting in the cause of Christ;

it is extremely trying when one has once tasted pleasure to abstain from its enticements, so the reward of doing this is proportionately great.

Why should I strive to swim against the current, and not rather ask pardon?

Character and the company of identities that constitute it seem to emerge at times of crisis in the life of man.

Losing is the great American sin.