Quotes About Struggle

This was done to you by men and women whose only desire was to enslave you; they have succeeded so well that you are proud of your slavery.

He felt like part of himself had been taken away, an inward prop that was holding up his courage and confidence.

But how to fight with singers, how to win a gift that could only be given freely—those were questions whose answers could not be found.

People are never fair, even when they try to be...and few are the ones who try.

We've just got to face the fact that we're second rate. With the fate of humanity in our hands.

Once you get a storm started, it's mighty hard to slow it back down again.

I know because I was also broken as a child and forced to become a wicked conniving selfish manipulating monster in order to protect the fragile love-hungry girl who would have been destroyed by the life I had to lead.

I think we've taken a step toward something truly magnificent. But humankind almost never forgives true greatness.

I've lived too long with pain. I won't know who I am without it

Not at all,' said Dom Cristão. 'I think we've taken a step toward something truly magnificent. But humankind almost never forgives true greatness.

She discovered, as many a living being had discovered, that rational decisions are far more easily made than carried out.

Going to say it anyway, said Graff. Poor fool of a boy. Pacifism only works with an enemy that can't bear to do murder against the innocent. How many times are you lucky enough to get an enemy like that?

Graff had deliberately set him up to be separate from the other boys, made it impossible for him to be close to them. And he began now to suspect the reasons behind it. It wasn't to unify the rest of the group—in fact, it was divisive. Graff had isolated Ender to make him struggle. To make him prove, not that he was competent, but that he was far better than everyone else.

In that deep place she knew that it was all her fault, that evil arose out of the dark shadows of her heart and seeped into the world poisoning everything. She carried the beast inside her heart, the devourer of happiness... No, no, it's not true, she said silently...God does not want my death, not by my own hand, never by my own hand...It wouldn't help anyone. Wouldn't help, would only hurt. Wouldn't help, would only...

The danger that keeps me just a little frightened with every book I write, however, is that I'll overreach myself once too often and try to write a story that I'm just plain not talented or skilled enough to write. That's the dilemma every storyteller faces. It is painful to fail. But it is far sadder when a storyteller stops wanting to try.

Mikal sintió un dolor que no podía soportar. Puso su mano en el fuego hasta que el dolor de su cuerpo forzó a remitir el dolor de su corazón. Entonces retiró la mano, la frotó y se preguntó por qué las heridas internas no podían curarse con tanta facilidad.

Matar es lo primero que aprendimos. E hicimos bien, o estaríamos muertos, y los tigres poseerían la Tierra.

But when you're already going crazy from confinement, it doesn't matter how much you like somebody, how much you love them, how grateful you are for their kindness to you. They will make you nuts. Everything they do grates on you like a bad song that won't get out of your head.

There was no doubt now in Ender's mind. There was no help for him. Whatever he faced, now and forever, no one would save him from it. Peter might be scum, but Peter had been right, always right; the power to cause pain is the only power that matters, the power to kill and destroy, because if you can't kill then you are always subject to those who can, and nothing and no one will ever save you.

It may not be the happiness we had before, it may feel like a lesser version of it for a time, we may not even feel it some days at all. But we have to believe more will come. We have to hope.

There is no teacher but the enemy.

There are too many players in this game," said Ram Odin.

Orson Scott Card

Sometimes David kills Goliath, and people never forget. But there were a lot of little guys Goliath had already mashed into the ground. Nobody sang songs about those fights…