Quotes About Struggle

Sometimes Teddy wondered if everyone had done well out of the war except for those who had fought in it.

Viola felt as if she spent her life wading through a sea of ignorance, shallow but without a shore in sight.

For now indeed is the race of iron; and men never cease from labour and sorrow by day and from perishing by night.

Nothing feebler does earth nurture than man, Of all things breathing and moving.

Life gives nothing to man without labor.

To be Christian it will cost a man his love of ease.

It is ever so with the things that Men begin: there is a frost in Spring, or a blight in Summer, and they fail of their promise.

A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind that thereto which ignites the fire again, or not, as the case may be.

You stand on dead men's legs. You've never had any of your own. You couldn't walk alone between two sunrises and hustle the meat for your belly

When the soul of a man is born in this country there are nets flown at it to hold it back from flight.

It was not a mere man he was holding, but a giant; or a block of granite. The pull was unendurable. The pain unendurable.

The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft, white hands could hardly earn A living that would serve his turn.

Remorse of conscience is like an old wound; a man is in no condition to fight under such circumstances. The pain abates his vigor and takes up too much of his attention.

Well I thought my pickin' would set them on fire, but nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.

The strength of man sinks in the hour of trial; but there doth live a Power that to the battle girdeth the weak.

While man's desires and aspirations stir he cannot choose but err.

Neither art thou the man to catch the fiend and hold him! [Ger., Du bist noch nicht der Mann den Teufel festzuhalten.

Did you ever see a portrait of a great man without perceiving strong traits of pain and anxiety?

Individuals have conquered themselves. Nations and large bodies of men, never.

I saw a man clothed with rags . . . a book in his hand, and a great burden upon his back.

You have to be a minor superhero just to get to be a dignified man, and that's kind of exacerbated for men of color.

Every form of causeless self-doubt, every feeling of inferiority and secret unworthiness is, in fact, man's hidden dread of his inability to deal with existence.

I feel like a man who has had truckloads of filth heaped upon him; I am now asked to struggle to my feet and talk while more truckloads pour more filth around my head.

Banking may well be a career from which no man really recovers.