Quotes About Struggle

I don't, after all, know what's wrong with him, am not even certain anything is, or that wrong isn't just a metaphor for something else, which may itself already be a metaphor. Though probably what's amiss, if anything, is not much different from what's indistinctly amiss with all of us at one time or another – we're not happy, we don't know why, and we drive ourselves loony trying to get better

For writers - even sportswriters - bad news is always easier than good, since it is, after all, more familiar.

On writing: I don't like doing this, but it feels so good when I stop.

Greater challenges might only have frustrated him and rendered him unhappy.

My name's not José, goddamn it." I cast a wintry eye at Lynette's spurious beigey Jesus nailed to the siding. He makes life a perfect misery for as many as he can, then never takes the heat. He should try resurrection in today's complex world. He'd fall right off His cross on His ass. He couldn't sell newspapers.

Even the smallest public rigmarole is a pain in the ass, its true importance measurable not in the final effect but by how willing we are to leave our usual selves behind and by how much colossal bullshit and anarchy we're willing to put up with in a worthwhile cause. I always like it better when clowns seem to try to be happy.

There are people like that in the world—people with something wrong with them that can be disguised but won't be denied, and which dominates them.

Life had begun to demand lies in order to be workable. And I was willing to tell one, or many more than one

Our lives were passed on to us empty and our task was to make up being happy.

Things happen that seem life-altering, then everything grinds down to being bearable--sometimes slightly better. Which could be a formula for doing anything you fuck-all wanted; or nothing ever meant much--which he did not accept for an instance . . . Still. Who ran their own brain. Your brain ran you.

What a person becomes in such a situation is paralyzed—caught in one long, sustained, intolerable present. Who

Mississippi is the center of the universe," he said. "The two biggest issues in western Christian civilization are the white-black race issue and the rich-and-poor issue. Mississippi is at the apex of both. And if anybody in the world can solve the problem, it's Mississippi.

Your teen is probably trying—and trying hard—to do everything his or her peers are expected to do as they mature and face increasing responsibilities. But it's a daily struggle when the teen has a deficiency in what are called executive skills, the functions of our brains and thought processes that help us regulate our behavior, set goals and meet them, and balance demands and desires, wants, needs, and have-tos.

The reason this happens so often is the creators have to fight through so many dark difficulties, and wade through so much misunderstanding and confusion, they cannot see the light as others can, now the door is open and the path made easy. Please remember, the inventor often has a very limited view of what he invented, and some others (you?) can see much more.

Richard Hawke

In fact I thought life was pretty much a losing proposition, and I didn't mind saying so.

Third parties are like bees: once they have stung, they die.

the product of a freed people that have not the spirit to be free.… We

People make their own history, as Karl Marx once memorably observed, but not under conditions of their own choosing.

pushed by pain or pulled by possibility.

It's not an easy thing to put a gun to your own head, even if you do want to die. To do it when you want to live must take the will of a demon.

This enemy you cannot kill," I murmured. He nodded and finished the quote for me. "You can only drive it back damaged into the depths and teach your children to watch the waves for its return.

Worse fates than being forced into a place where your choice of acts is limited to those where your soul burns brightest.

The laugh tagged on the end of it is forced as well. I smile fractionally. Edged with old pain, but there's a strange comfort to the way it hurts.