Quotes About Struggle

Even with me going to prison, it could have put a bad stigma on my name. But you keep going. When people see you in a low situation, when people see you fight, they respect you for it.

Everybody knows it hurts to grow up... and we're still fighting it.

As much as you love a sport, I don't think love and joy necessarily go hand in hand. I think you can still be in love with the sport but just not happy in it.

I still carry it with me that I'm a I-AA guy and I had to go down to the minor leagues in college football and prove who I was.

I get those fleeting, beautiful moments of inner peace and stillness - and then the other 23 hours and 45 minutes of the day, I'm a human trying to make it through in this world.

The searching for our selves is the most agonizing, isn't it? - and yet the most stimulating - and one simply cannot escape it.

My father was so very afraid. I felt it in the sting of his black leather belt, which he applied with more anxiety than anger, my father who beat me as if someone might steal me away, because that was exactly what was happening all around us.

I'm not the only one who feels the sting of continually losing.

The sting of losing is bad.

Over the years, as I lived in low-income housing, collected government assistance, and lived well under the poverty level as I put myself through college, the comments people made about poor people started to sting. The poor are dirty. Hoarders. Their houses are a mess. Their kids are wild, untamed, and feral-looking.

A few years after 'Melrose Place,' when the luster of 'Melrose Place' wore off and what was left was just the stink, and I was just doing bad TV movies, that was a personal low point. I felt I needed to stop doing those, and I did.

Practices for me, when your team is not going really well, it can stake a lot of stink out of the air.

Losing definitely does stink.

Cancer really stinks.

No matter how well or how bad you play, when you have a chance of winning and you come up a little bit too short, it obviously hits you a little bit. It stinks.

There are no maladies in my golf game. My golf game stinks.

I'm the classic case of a great player on a bad team, and it stinks.

Most young quarterbacks are on the field because their team stinks.

Democracy is difficult and demanding. So is history. It can crack your voice; it can stir your soul; it can break your heart.

I was born dirt-poor with barely a stitch on my back, and no name or prestige attached to me, and no real clout or connections.

I come from a long line of below-stairs maids and gardeners. Good ol' peasant stock. My mother and her sister made a quantum leap out of that life. Then I made another quantum leap.

We gathered all the stock we could find, and made an attempt to move. We left many of our horses and cattle in Wallowa. We lost several hundred in crossing the river.

On Lock, Stock, we didn't know where the money for shooting the next day was coming from.

I push myself hard. I don't like pain, exactly, but as a ballerina, I lived in constant pain. At ballet school in Stockholm, I remember we had a locker where if someone had been to the doctor and gotten painkillers, we divided them among us. In a sense, we were all addicted.