Quotes About Struggle

But maybe it was only that Father was thinking that he must arrive in Memphis with the entire family household intact if he was to make a new go of things...He did enter so, and perhaps that is what sustained him in the years immediately afterward, sustained him and in some degree destroyed the rest of us.

measured his own length in the Flemish mud and skidded forward, all elbows and knees; then he jerked erect again, breathless, desperate and angered, at the heart of a sudden

And I ask why am I black, they say I was born in sin, and shamed inequity. One of the main songs we used to sing in church makes me sick, 'love wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.

Publilius Syrus say: amare et sapere vix deo conced-itur? Even a god finds it hard to love and be wise at the same time.

Unfortunately, the balance of nature decrees that a super-abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares.

Terrorism is the war of the poor, and war is the terrorism of the rich.

Mothers began to bet on their sickly children's lives

Look around your house and find an item you've tried to discard before but just couldn't. Examine it and think about letting it go. What other thoughts arise? Does your mind struggle to stop you from getting rid of this item? Remember: You really don't have to obey your mind's command to hang on to it.

What is Human history, if not an ongoing succession of greater technologies grinding lesser ones beneath their boots?

We were all in it together, of course, desperate to regain some hypothetical upper hand by any means necessary.

Everyone's running from something.

I don't understand how meat like you survived to adulthood.

So much anger in here. So much hate. So much to take out on someone. This time it's going to count. She's adrift in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, three hundred kilometers from land. She's alone. She has nothing to eat. It doesn't matter. None of it matters. She's alive; that alone gives her the upper hand.

you may be doing everything for the wrong reasons and you may be pissing yourself when you do it, but at least you haven't given up.

Thanks to a vampire and a boatload of freaks and an invading alien horde, I'm Human again.

Don't feel too bad. Everyone's in chains here. Eriophora's a slave ship. We cavemen are shackled by our need for air and food and water, by the disorienting discontinuity of lives cut into slices spread centuries apart. The Chimp is shackled by its own stupidity, And you, well...

The water's too deep to stand in now— ...feebly treading water although her limbs must be frozen almost to paralysis. It's a pointless effort, a brainstem effort; last duties discharged, last options exhausted, still the body grabs for those last few seconds, brief suffering still somehow better than endless nonexistence.

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down had started to climb the walls.

Their marriage decayed with the exponential determinism of a radioactive isotope and still he sought her out, and accepted her conditions.

He felt like some overgrown pupa plagued by second thoughts, trying to climb back into its husk.

And if the best toys do end up in the hands of those who've never forgotten that life itself is an act of war against intelligent opponents, what does that say about a race whose machines travel between the stars?

The vampires win every time.

If we're so unfit, why haven't we gone extinct? Why? Because natural selection takes time, and luck plays a role. The game isn't over. The game is never over; and so, neither can there be any winners. There are only those who haven't yet lost.