Quotes About Struggle

Dad almost died of a heart attack in the middle of making Apocalypse Now, the biggest movie of his life. It doesn't make you want to jump into that business.

What is a normal childhood? We weren't rich, we were pretty middle-class. My dad survived from job to job with him taking care of so many relatives, he couldn't save any money.

You can never get to a place of comfort in this business. As soon as you hit that little cushy spot, somebody's gonna kick you out. So I have a constant need to do it better.

There's only so much you can do, but if somebody doesn't give you a chance there is nothing you can do.

Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour ... If at my convenience I might break them, what would be their worth?

Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.

I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously revived, great and strong! He made me love him without looking at me.

Suffering had struck that stage empress; and she stood before her audience neither yielding to, nor enduring, nor in finite measure, resenting it: she stood locked in struggle, rigid in resistance. She stood, not dressed, but draped in pale antique folds, long and regular like sculpture. A background and entourage and flooring of deepest crimson threw her out, white like alabaster like silver: rather, be it said, like Death.

Swordsmen thrust through, and dying in their blood on the arena sand; bulls goring horses disembowelled, made a meeker vision for the public a milder condiment for a people's palate than Vashti torn by seven devils: devils which cried sore and rent the tenement they haunted, but still refused to be exorcised.

I shall be called discontented. I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.

By dying young, I shall escape great sufferings. I had not qualities or talents to make my way very well in the world: I should have been continually at fault.

And then my mind made its first earnest effort to comprehend what had been infused into it concerning heaven and hell: and for the first it recoiled baffled; and for the first time glancing behind, on each side, and before it, it saw all round an unfathomed gulf: it felt the one point where it stood the present; all the rest was formless cloud and vacant depth: and it shuddered at the thought of tottering, and plunging amid that chaos.

The writer who possesses the creative gift owns something of which he is not always master- something that at time strangely wills and works for itself.

Women's liberation has touched off a resurgence of the women's struggle by giving public visibility and common analysis to an uneasiness and hostility that many women feel, but that had been confined until now to the personal sphere and thereby dismissed. Women are responding because, as one sister put it, women's liberation is simply organized rage against real oppression.

I love singing - singing is what I'm famous for doing. Now it's turned into things I am famous for doing - like having rows with my mum or about my boyfriend, so it does get irritating.

Why?" he screamed, letting the noise bellow out loud and ferocious. "Why can I not have some measure of peace?" he questioned.

Matthew," she murmured, her voice breaking. "How can I save you?

He was drowning, he finally admitted. Drowning in the allure of Lady Jane Westbury.

You are no longer a young girl who believes that she should be out of life what is best. Just nothing you do not. A couple of times you get lucky and drop you from the sky this or that, accidentally and undeservedly, but most of the things you have to fight it alone and you can enjoy if you get half of what you wanted.

I like your understanding it," said Margaret, smiling sadly. "I don't know whether it is silly, but I don't like to be pitied for the wrong thing. My being so helpless is what every one laments over; but, after all, that is made up to me by the petting and kindness I get from all of them; but it is the being mistress of the house, and having to settle for every one, without knowing whether I do right or wrong, that is my trouble.

There's a whining at the threshold—There's a scratching at the floor—To work! To work! In Heaven's name!The wolf is at the door!

I don't like to look out of the windows even--there are so many of those creeping women, and they creep so fast. I wonder if they all come out of that wallpaper as I did?

It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so.

The front pattern does move—and no wonder! The woman behind shakes it!