Quotes About Struggle

And now the tears did come, hard as Elinor tried to keep them back. Angrily, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. "I think you're doing splendidly, Elinor." Mo was still lying with his face to the wall. "You're both doing splendidly. And I could wring my own neck for dragging you two into all this." "Nonsense. If anyone around here needs his neck wrung it's Capricorn," said Elinor.

How was she supposed to deal with a child? She could hardly manage to keep her own painful heart together.

Sometimes, when you're so sad you don't know what to do, it helps to be angry.

You're paying the price now, Elinor,' she often told herself these days. Paying the price for the happiness of those last months. Didn't books always say that, too: that there's always a price to pay for happiness? How could she ever have thought she would simply find it and be allowed to keep it?

The hate he felt still tasted like love, but that didn't tame it.

The hate he felt still tasted like love, but that didn't tame it.

They have become so lost in their own darkness that they see nothing but darkness in everything.

Why did his heart always insist on believing that there was a light in all this darkness? Where did he keep getting new hope from, after he had been disappointed countless times?

Oh, that's not easy,' he mumbled. Two souls in one heart. I hope the human in you won't prove to be stronger in the end. They find it so much harder to make peace with the world.

Piper, beware, your end is near, The Adder's power dwindles. He writhes, he goes in mortal fear, Nothing his strength rekindles. Though you seek the Jay in country and town, No sword can wound him, no hound run him down, And when you think you'll succeed in your quest, You find that the bird has flown the nest.

Nonsense. If anyone around here needs his neck wrung it's Capricorn," said Elinor. "And that man Basta. My God, I'd never have thought the idea of strangling another human being would give me such enormous satisfaction. But I'm sure if I could just get my hands around that Basta's neck, I —

They're all cruel,' he said. 'The world I come from, the world you come from, and this one too. Maybe people don't see the cruelty in your world straight away, it's better hidden, but it's there all the same.

And these hands here don't want to write anymore! I'm afraid of words, Meggie! Once they were like honey, now they're poison, pure poison! But what is a writer who doesn't love words anymore? What have I come to? This story is devouring me, crushing me, and I'm its creator!

If only it wasn't so difficult. It was far easier to believe in unhappiness than in happiness.

Was there any more wretched existence than the life of a writer who had run out of words?

I mean, you can't be a revolutionary after the revolution, can you? Didn't we all struggle so that kids like Lil wouldn't have to?

Every wonderful thing in our world has a fight in its history: our rights, our good fortune, our happiness. All that is sweet was paid for, once upon a time, by principled people who risked everything to change the world for the better.

Gandhi admitted to beating his wife. He was a great man, but not a saint." He swallowed. "No one mentions that Gandhi had all that violence inside him. I think it makes him better, because it means that his way wasn't just some natural instinct he was born with. It was something he battled for, in his own mind, every day.

Everyone failed to live up to their own ideals. She wanted to fall short of the best ideals.

He's a sucking chest wound of a human being.

She had been beaten down by too many boys and men, too much hurt and poverty and fear. This was what Mala was destined to become, someone who ran from her attackers because she couldn't afford to anger them. She wouldn't do it.

Of course, it couldn't last. Those whom the gods would destroy utterly, they first give a taste of heaven.

Because as hard as it is to win by fighting, it's impossible to win by doing nothing.

It was the fact that there was all this terrible stuff and no one seemed to be able to do anything about it.