Quotes About Struggle

Attempting to make up with Charlotte before every last ounce of her fury had been spent had been like trying to rebuild a house during an earthquake.

Why the fuck, he asked himself, as he limped towards Mile End Park the following morning, was he, the senior partner and founder of the firm, having to stake out a protest march on a hot Saturday morning, when he had three employees and a knackered leg?

But the lies she told were woven into the fabric of her being, her life; so that to live with her and love her was to become slowly enmeshed by them, to wrestle her for the truth, to struggle to maintain a foothold on reality. How

His father's a raging alcoholic and his friends – well, people of that age, they're all scared of what's happened, I think. Anyway, the doctors want him kept quiet just now.

the Bamboroughs were not-enough-to-eat poor.

He had slept badly. Nillness, that was where Luna Landry had gone, and where all of them, he and Rochelle included, were headed. Sometimes illness turned slowly to nillness, as was happening to Bristow's mother… sometimes nillness rose to meet you out of nowhere, like a concrete road slamming your skull apart.

difficile est longum subito deponere amoren, v difficile est, uerum hoc qua lubet efficias… … it is hard to throw off long-established love: Hard, but this you must manage somehow…

Tylko ?e ju? próbowali, a potem znowu, znowu i znowu. Po jakim? czasie pierwsza pot??na fala wzajemnej t?sknoty cofa?a si? i zawsze ods?ania?a paskudny wrak przesz?o?ci, którego mroczny cie? k?ad? si? na wszystkim, co usi?owali odbudowa?.

Unhappy is he whose fame makes his misfortunes famous.

Nillness, that was where Lula Landry had gone, and where all of them, he and Rochelle included, were headed. Sometimes illness turned slowly to nillness, as was happening to Bristow's mother…sometimes nillness rose to meet you out of nowhere, like a concrete road slamming your skull apart.

I know not what can ease my pains, Nor what it is I wish; The passion at my heart-strings strains Like a tiger in a leash.

know not what can ease my pains, Nor what it is I wish; The passion at my heart-strings strains Like a tiger in a leash.

But life's taught me things can always get worse than they are.

The only thing left to her keeping were a bloody old rag and a creased photograph of the ocean which she held pressed to the hollow of her slender throat and had thrashed for and bit hands to protect like a madwoman risen from sleep to in her unformed state between wake and dream reproach the world tenfold.

few things are worse for an individual than to be forced out of a job in disgrace.

You are here upon the battleground of earth to eradicate weakness, disharmony and discord. To challenge accepted beliefs, orthodox creeds and dogmas, to rise above the lower mental states of being that would hold you back and imprison you to this cycle of birth and death.

I would give anything, anything, to be the man to whom this has not happened. I can not accommodate myself to it. In a lifetime of trying, I can not accommodate myself to it. And now I will have to be that person forever.

Their love for me was both a myth and a torture and so I wrecked everything. I hurt them, and I left them hurting.

Sometime, Mrs. Truitt, we work very hard at something, we exhaust ourselves to accomplish something which seems vital to us." He chose his words with care. "Our best hope for happiness. And sometimes we find that thing, only to find it has simply not been worth the effort.

Then there was survival. There was going on, as she had always gone on, without much joy, against her will, against her instincts, without the stomach for it, but on and on and on, without relief, without release, without a hand to reach out and touch her heart. Without kindness or comfort. But on. Forced into such poverty, imprisoned in such despair, there was only one thing she was sure she could do. She could survive.

How life goes in bad directions when your heart is asleep.

It's a sad thing to watch your best friend turn into somebody you don't know anymore. Or even want to know.

In a life, in any life, bad things happen. Many good things happen, of course, we know what they are-joy, tenderness, success beauty-but some bad things happen as well. Sometimes, very bad things happen. Children sicken and die. People we love don't love us, can never love us.

He loved her so much he felt his bones would break. Loving her was like lying in a bed of nettles, and the feel of her skin against his was the only balm, the only time the stinging stopped, while, for her, he was the warm bath she took to stave off the cold waterfall of Boaty's indifference.