Quotes About Struggle

Suddenly feeling overwhelmed, Talon said, 'It doesn't matter. They are all dead.' He felt moisture gathering in his eyes and blinked. 'It's been a while since I've felt that.' Caleb nodded. 'It never goes away, completely. But you'll discover other things in life.

Still, few things of worth are ever simple. Or easy.

few things of worth are ever simple. Or easy.' Tomas

his mind was an enraged animal, bouncing off the bars of a magically imposed cage, and like an animal, he reacted blindly, striking against the barrier again and again, determined either to be free or to die. Hot

The ways of the heart are complex." He looked out at the ocean again. "The waves churn and break upon the rocks, Talon. So do human feelings. Passion can be a man's undoing. With passion must come wisdom; otherwise, your enemies have a weapon to use against you.

Never think taking a life is easy. Do that and in a way they win.

among man's strange undertakings, war stood clearly forth as the strangest.

dirk, stunning the man. Borric shoved the third bruiser hard into a fat merchant

He had been gorgeous to look at and deadly to live with.

inside out, with all the Sturm und

if they're willing to recognize their patterns and change them. When they're willing to see the truth and alter their beliefs, they can create new opportunities for themselves and their descendants. Until then, they may feel as if they're victims in a world they can't control, trying to make more money but barely getting by.

When aggravated by continued abuse, powerful emotions of rebellion, anger, and hatred can come to life. These feelings are typically directed inward, and they impact the way that victims see others, life, and even God.

1. She couldn't count on anyone, not even God, to help her. 2. Something was wrong with her; otherwise, the abuse wouldn't have happened. 3. She had no control over her life (which led to the development of a victim mentality). 4. She was inadequate and didn't deserve good things.

The bigness of the world is redemption. Despair compresses you into a small space, and a depression is literally a hollow in the ground. To dig deeper into the self, to go underground, is sometimes necessary, but so is the other route of getting out of yourself, into the larger world, into the openness in which you need not clutch your story and your troubles so tightly to your chest.

All the worst things that happened to other women because they were women could happen to you because you were a woman. Even if you weren't killed, something in you was, your sense of freedom, equality, confidence.

Think of how much more time and energy we would have to focus on other things that matter if we weren't so busy surviving.

To be a young woman is to face your own annihilation in innumerable ways or to flee it or the knowledge of it, or all these things at once. "The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world," said Edgar Allan Poe, who must not have imagined it from the perspective of women who prefer to live.

The struggle to find a poetry in which your survival rather than your defeat is celebrated, perhaps to find your own voice to insist upon that, or to at least find a way to survive amidst an ethos that relishes your erasures and failures is work that many and perhaps most young women have to do

You are making something, a life, a self, and it is an intensely creative task as well as one at which it is more than possible to fail, a little, a lot, miserably, fatally.

To be a young woman is to face your own annihilation in innumerable ways or to flee it or the knowledge of it, or all these things at once.

It described the double bind of women in that moment: they were getting congratulations for being fully liberated and empowered while being punished by a host of articles, reports, and books telling them that, in becoming liberated, they had become miserable; they were incomplete, missing out, losing, lonely, desperate.

It's important to say what hope is not: it is not the belief that everything was, is, or will be fine.

Mostly when people write about the trauma of gender violence, it's described as one awful, exceptional event or relationship, as though you suddnly fell into the water, but what if you're swimming through it your whole life, and there is no dry land in sight?

Not a few stories are sinking ships, and many of us go down with these ships even when the lifeboats are bobbing all around us.