Quotes About Struggle

I have seen too many men go down, and I never permit myself to forget that one day, through accident or under the charge of a younger, stronger knight, I too will go down.

All things do help the unhappy man to fall.

You think you got something big to say? Something momentous? Or is it what you had to memorize in order to escape the men with lightning in their eyes?

Humor springs from rage, hay fever, overdue rent and miscellaneous hell.

We understand nature by resisting it.

It would seem that something which means poverty, disorder and violence every single day should be avoided entirely, but the desire to beget children is a natural urge.

There is nothing worse that a thirteen-year-old boy. You're embarrassed by your parents, and you're trying to find your independance because, deep inside, you are so dependent on your mom.

My mom died of cancer when I was really young. I'm not someone who tries to work out their own stuff with a role, but I think that happened despite my best efforts to keep myself separate from it.

I want to be on stage and perform and win Grammys and help out my family in Bulgaria, because they are struggling, and my mom and dad, too.

The story of a mother's life: Trapped between a scream and a hug.

And me having kids, with my family history? My mom: mentally ill, shot and killed her last husband. My father: six ex-wives, four heart attacks. Both of my parents think alcohol is a food group.

My mom had to beg the guys to let me play. I couldn't even play the drums right - Brian had to show me.

A cry-wanking scene is the struggle to live, in a single moment.

My mom lived by herself with two kids. Sacrifice was the name of the game at our house.

I had gone to jail, but I wasn't gettin' locked up for drugs then. I was gettin' locked up for guns. My moms kept finding guns and stuff in my room and she was gettin' more scared.

My mom was a waitress, and my dad was a plumber who worked for the City of San Clemente fixing mains breaks, so not too glamorous.

I have a special place in my heart for working moms - it's a constant pull on your heartstrings.

Every working mom I know is constantly walking some kind of a tightrope of guilt.

For a kid who's lost his mom and all the rage and grief that no one was able to talk out of me, football was a very therapeutic sport. Very.

My mom was born poor, raised poor, and was going to die poor.

There's no such thing as a supermom. We just do the best we can.

Financial hardships were rough on us, even though Mom had a good job at G.M.

My heart and prayers go out to all single moms because it's tough, and I can't imagine any teenager dealing with a baby and all those hormones raging.

In her whole life Mom never earned more than five or six dollars a week. Being without a husband, it was hard for her to find any place at all for us to live.