Quotes About Struggle

O, who shall from this dungeon raise A soul enslaved so many ways? With bolts of bones, that fettered stands In feet; and manacled in hands. Here blinded with an eye: and there Deaf with the drumming of an ear; A soul hung up, as 'twere, in chains Of nerves, and arteries, and veins; Tortured, besides each other part, In a vain head and double heart?

We all have to face some kind of adversity.

When I was cowering in the ambulance, waiting for Joe Vik to come for me and Jillian, it was Detective Glenn who was outside trying to give us cover. Sure, I found my courage. So did Jillian . . . god, did she ever. But Glenn had it all along. He died. We lived. Would Glenn turn away and leave this man on his doorstep? This grieving man. Fuck me.

The machines won, sister. We're just in denial.

Life is decided by thousands of external and internal forces.

Joe Vik knew what he was. He saw that he was a monster in human skin and maintained that facade for as long as he could.

When things get bad, the trouble comes to the surface.

Reports had long held that Bykov had backed Lebed with funds, hoping for a cozy relationship. But the enmity, the aide said, had run deep from the start. When Lebed arrived in town to assume the governorship, Bykov had come calling. The two had locked themselves in the governor's office, told everyone to go home, taken off their suit coats, and brawled. "They beat the hell out of each other," the aide said. "And the fight continues to this day.

No matter how rich, powerful and attractive you might be, everyone at one point or another in their lives asks the same question. "Why me God?

Like everyone else in the house, she suffers from dreams.

She knows about men, knows a good deal of the world's character. But it is hard, whatever you have endured, to give up on love. Hard to stop thinking of it as a home you might one day find again. More than hard.

People like Diana show us all that it doesn't matter how much you have or what benefits you are born with, your world can still be restricted by unhappiness and ill health.

I always felt so different - I felt I was in the wrong shell.

As Mother Teresa told her during her visit to Rome this year: "To heal other people you have to suffer yourself." Diana nodded vigorously in agreement. While she struggles to find an acceptable equilibrium in her life, she acknowledges the progress she has made. She says: "I've opened up. My life is changing. This is only the beginning.

You are a human being. And that's and unstable condition that ends badly for all of us.

Being young is a kind of warfare in which the great enemy is experience.

Your melancholy . Or depression. Along with nine-tenths of the afflictions I've studied, diagnosed, attempted to treat. Call them whatever you like, but they're just different names for loneliness. That's what lets the darkness in. That's what you have to fight.

Tell me this. What is it with men and feeling like they have to act like self-destructive superheroes whenever trouble shows up?" "It's the only way we know how to love.

Cancer is a kind of possession, too. And like a demon, before it claims you, it nibbles away at who you are, erases the face you have always presented to the world to show the unwanted thing inside.

All my life I have been pursued by the black dogs of unaccountable gloom

Some call it prayer. And as with all prayers, it comes down to either asking someone else to fight for you, or asking yourself to fight.

On THE DECSIVE DUEL: SPITFIRE VS 109 The epic struggle between the Spitfire and the Messerschmitt 109 upon which so much of western civilization depended in the summer of 1940 has found the ideal biographer in David Isby. I write "biographer" because, like the men who flew these remarkable fighter planes, Isby sees them in almost human terms, transcending the mere mechanical. (Andrew Roberts, Author Of The Storm Of War )

Nations which went down fighting rose again, but those which tamely surrendered were finished.

In the Second World War his bulldog obstinacy proved invaluable; during the Gallipoli campaign it left him appallingly vulnerable.