Quotes About Struggle

To me the front is a mysterious whirlpool. Though I am in still water far away from its centre, I feel the whirl of the vortex sucking me slowly, irresistibly, inescapable into itself.

The whole world ought to pass by this bed and say: "That is Franz Kemmerich, nineteen and a half years old, he doesn't want to die. Let him not die!

La guerre ne serait pas trop insupportable si seulement on pouvait dormir davantage.

Ako ne vodi u smrt, krajnja nesigurnost može dovesti do sigurnosti koja se ne može uzdrmati...

All else went west in the war, but comradeship we did believe in; now only to find that what death could not do, life is achieving; it is driving us asunder.

here the strength and the will of a generation of youth that died before it could begin to live is poured out in one vast lament upon the night.

Nije obmanjivala sebe životom i znala je da se mora hvatati za njega da bi se bar malo ugrabilo od onog što se naziva sre?om... Sre?a je nešto najnesigurnije na svetu, kao premija na lutriji.

Tahaksin teada, missuguse sõja jaoks tema on määratud.

Pärast sõja lõppu pole enam mingit rahu olnud. Ja ometi ei tahtnud meist keegi midagi muud peale rahu. Meeletu maailm!

Oricât de mult s-ar avânta fericirea noastr? spre stele È™i soare , cu oricât? beautitudine ne-am în?lÈ›a mâinele, la un moment dat fericirea È™i visul se destram? sfârÈ™itul fiind mereu acelaÈ™i:deplângem ceea ce am pierdut.

Svršetak može biti dobar samo ako je pre njega bilo loše. Tada je loš svršetak povoljniji.

Veruješ li ti da se život nastavlja posle? - Verujem. Život je toliko r?avo stvoren da mu ovde ne može biti kraj.

We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces. The first bomb, the first explosion, burst in our hearts. We are cut off from activity, from striving, from progress. We believe in such things no longer, we believe in the war.

We are little flames, inadequately sheltered by thin walls from the tempest of dissolution and insensibility in which we flicker and often are all but extinguished.

Leer inleyerek kolunun üzerine yaslan?yor. Öyle bir kan?yor ki elimizden gelen yok. BoÅŸalan bir tüp gibi, birkaç dakika içinde çöküverdi. Okulda, matematikte birinci oluÅŸunun ÅŸimdi ona ne yarar? var ki?

We find one man who has held the artery of his arm in his teeth for two hours in order not to bleed to death.

Sonra da yerimizi deÄŸiÅŸtiriyor ve ka??t oynamak üzere bir baÅŸka yere postu seriyoruz. Çünkü yapabileceÄŸimiz üç iÅŸ var: Ka??t oynamak, küfretmek ve savaÅŸmak. Yirmi yaÅŸ için pek fazla say?lmaz. Ya da pek fazla...

Hai ragione: non siamo più giovani, non ci interessa più dare l'assalto al mondo. Siamo dei profughi, fuggiamo da noi stessi. Avevamo diciott'anni, e cominciavamo ad amare il mondo e l'esistenza: ci hanno costretti a spararle contro. La prima granata ci ha colpiti al cuore. Siamo esclusi ormai dall'attività, dal lavoro, dal progresso, non ci crediamo più. Crediamo alla guerra.

Je voulais dire quelque chose, mais je n'y parvins pas. C'est difficile de trouver des mots lorsqu'on a quelque chose à dire.

Šodien katrs dom? par sevi. P?r?k daudz pasaul? nelaimes.

I realize he does not know that a man cannot talk of such things; I would do it willingly, but it is too dangerous for me to put these things into words. I am afraid they might then become gigantic and I be no longer able to master them. What would become of us if everything that happens out there were quite clear to us?

When he presses himself to the earth, long and violently, when he urges himself deep into it with his face and his limbs, under fire and with the fear of death upon him, then the earth is his only friend, his brother, he groans out his terror and screams into its silence and safety, the earth absorbs it all and gives him another ten seconds of life, ten seconds to run, then takes hold of him again - sometimes for ever.

The hero is an ego hero; that is, he represents the struggles of consciousness and the ego against the unconscious. The masculinization and strengthening of the ego, apparent in the hero's martial deeds, enable him to overcome his fear of the dragon and give him courage to face the Terrible Mother—Isis—and her henchman Set.

I merely crawl still farther under the coffin, it shall protect me, though death himself lies in it, (Chapter 4, All Quiet on the Western Front)