Quotes About Struggle

Opposition to a man in love is like oil to fire.

In the early 2000s, I was going through a lot. I didn't have my head screwed on right. Where I was at as a man, I was still growing up.

I am a man of constant sorrow. I've seen trouble all my days.

I am half a man, holy Jesus, what a drag.

Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.

It was only the other night everything was fine and the next thing I know Im drowning. How many times can a man go down and still be alive? I can't breathe

A man destined to hang can never drown

Man has always been his own most vexing problem.

Where, but in the simplicity of the Gospel, can you hear about both the dignity of man and the misery of man?

War doesn't mature men; it merely pickles them in the brine of disgust and dread.

(Men without ambition are boring) And that attitude, mistress, is why the females of your kind continue to struggle for equality. And why they continue to fail.

Turning away, I stared at the long road winding off ahead of me. I sighed. This trip might take awhile. "Then start walking, Rose," I muttered to myself. I set off, off to kill the man I loved.

I mean, Rick James was just a man-made image, the image I created. Just trying to live Rick James almost killed me.

Diseases crucify the soul of man, attenuate our bodies, dry them, wither them, rivel them up like old apples, make them as so many Anatomies.

By the data to date, there is only one animal in the Galaxy dangerous to man -- man himself. So he must supply his own indispensable competition. He has no enemy to help him.

Some men live with an invisible limp, stagger, or drag a leg. Their sons are often angry.

White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so; life's business being just the terrible choice.

Are there times in our lives when we think we have been forsaken by God, or by our fellow men, or by our families? Those are moments when we have to turn to Christ and endure.

Kaisers and Czars will strut the stage Once more with pomp and greed and rage; Courtly ministers will stop At home and fight to the last drop; By the million men will die In some new horrible agony.

The wheel of a man's life. No mercy. No pity.

As he did so, a wind rose up around him, around the man who had been called lord, Dragon Reborn, king, killer, lover and friend.

I believe that as long as a single man may try, any unjustifiable barrier against his efforts is a barrier against mankind.

The acorn of ambition often grows into an oak from which men hang.

Being a sick man is like being a log caught in a stream, Gilles. All the straws gather around it.