Quotes About Struggle

I only wanted to keep up a fire!

He tried to convey the compulsion to track down and kill that was swallowing him up.

Lok was running as fast as he could. His head was down and he carried his thorn bush horizontally for balance and smacked the drifts of vivid buds aside with his free hand.

And dying is more natural than living, because what could be more unnatural than that panicstricken thing leaping and falling like a last flame beneath the ribs?

With lack of sleep and too much understanding I grow a little crazy, I think, like all men at sea who live too close to each other and too close thereby to all that is monstrous under the sun and moon.

As for the fear, you'll have to put up with that like the rest of us.

The two boys faced each other. There was a brilliant world of hunting, tactics, fierce exhilaration, skill; and there was the world of longing and baffled common sense.

Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me (Spiegel & Grau, 2015)

I got the conch! --Piggy (in Lord of the Flies), attempting Democracy

kötülüÄŸün insan yarat?l???nda doÄŸuÅŸtan var olduÄŸu...

Qué ilusión, pensar que la Fiera era algo que se podía cazar, matar!

I'm going up the mountain." The words came from Jack viciously, as though they were a curse.

Nereye gideceÄŸimizi belki biliyorlar, belki de bilmiyorlard?. Ama nerede olduÄŸumuzu bilmiyorlar; çünkü biz gideceÄŸimiz yere varamad?k.

Si accorse che cominciava a capire come fosse faticosa quella vita, nella quale ogni sentiero era nuovo, e una parte considerevole del tempo in cui si stava svegli si doveva passarla a guardarsi i piedi.

Piggy was calling him a kid. Another voice told him not to be a fool; and the darkness and desperate enterprise gave the night a kind of dentist's chair reality.

Philosophy and religion - what are they when the wind blows and the water gets up in lumps?

If you could shut your ears to the slow suck down of the sea and boil of the return, if you could forget how dun and unvisited were the ferny coverts on either side, then there was a chance that you might put the beast out of mind and dream for a while.

He forgot his wounds, his hunger and thirst, and became fear; hopeless fear on flying feet, rushing through the forest toward the open beach.

The pile of guts was a black blob of flies that buzzed like a saw. After a while these flies found Simon. Gorged, they alighted by his runnels of sweat and drank. They tickled under his nostrils and played leapfrog on his thighs. They were black and iridescent green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned.

William Golding

Birinden korkunca ondan nefret edersiniz ama boyuna da düÅŸünüp durursunuz onu. Kendi kendinizi aldat?rs?n?z; asl?nda kötü deÄŸildir dersiniz. Ama onu görünce, t?pk? nefes darl???na tutulmuÅŸ gibi olursunuz, soluk alamazs?n?z.

Demek istediÄŸim ÅŸu... Bizden baÅŸka canavar yok belki...

You wouldn't care if I was dead. Nobody'd care. That's all you want, just my damned body, not me. Nobody wants me, just my damned body. And I'm damned and you're damned with your cock and your cleverness and your chemistry-

I stood, in shame and confusion, seeing for the first time despite my anger a different picture of Evie in her life-long struggle to be clean and sweet. It was as if this object of frustration and desire had suddenly acquired the attributes of a person rather than a thing...