Quotes About Struggle

she said, her children should not live on trash, her children had to fight for their livings, having such a silly, puffed-up ignoramus of a father, her girls were not going to be underfed "mud rats.

You fall madly in love with one man and nearly break your heart because he throws you over and years later you find out you would have been miserable with him; and you go to a man you don't care for and it's just the same with him too. Life is nothing but rags and tags and filthy rags at that. Why was I ever born?

Lose your balance for a moment and there you go, the world flings you off its spinning surface and its not so easy to scramble back on.

Some children of borderlines secretly wish that their mother would die, not because they hate her, but because living with her seems impossible.

The Queen's children must allow her the right to self-destruct while exerting their right to protect themselves.

The only access now to the world, the universe, is made through bits and pieces, clung to as small heroes battling against withdrawal.

For this reason, it is well said that misfortune is sometimes good for something, for it teaches at the same time that it hurts.

Le grand danger qui guette la lutte des femmes aujourd'hui est celui-ci : que l'en deça de la question féministe soit présenté et vécu, comme son au-delà, permettant ou visant à permettre, l'économie...de la lutte tout simplement.

She stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, almost black, filled with pain. She'd let someone do that to her. She'd known all along she felt things too deeply. She became attached. She didn't want a lover who could walk away from her, because she could never do that - love someone completely and survive intact if her left her.

I killed Freddie the vamp like twenty times, but he wouldn't die. --Natalya Shonski

Arti i burrave është: të prishin punë ose të vrasin mendjen.

Ne nuk e shquajmë menjëherë rrugën e drejtë dhe shkelim shumë kohë në drejtime të gabuara, derisa dikur ndihemi të lodhur.

Jeta është një fjalëkryq idiot, ku vdekja është një zgjidhje shumë e papëlqyeshme.

Ka njerëz që kanë nevojë për të: një dashuri të madhe dhe të paarritshme. Ajo anë e mirë e jetës, e cila ty të shkakton dhimbje dhe të kujton se sa banale dhe e ligë është pjesa tjetër.

a time when the plans and ideals that you've been dreaming of for years come up against reality. you graduate from college and have to find your way in the real world. you learn that there is no perfect job. there is no perfect relationship.

Without faith I'd have stopped existing long ago. But I don't believe God would want me to go on being unhappy, unable to present the best part of myself to the world, when there is the possibility of developing into a whole person.

I remember times when I lived in a crucible of troubled phantoms, and faltered in the long, painful struggle for identity. But for me there was always a glimmering promise that lay ahead; with the help of God, a promise that has been fulfilled. I found the oldest gift of heaven--to be myself.

I would not have died had I not had this treatment. I'd have gone on existing, but I would hardly have gone on living.

I never had the high-paying job or the company car. It took me over a decade to pay off my student loans. I never had to worry about where to dock my yacht to reduce my taxes.

Dating is like driving on the freeway; I can never get to where I'm supposed to be. I know I should be at the corner of "Engaged to Be Married," but instead I'm stuck in the "Valley of Haven't Had an Orgasm for Three Months."

So come Cinderella, let me take you to the ball again. Perhaps you will see more than I did, or perhaps you will begin to understand how difficult it is to understand. Truth is never easily wrested from the stuff of life, and this stuff was even stranger and sometimes more repellent than the usual fare.

In the end, with this combination of frustration, resistance and enthusiasm, I hope I will have gained a little more soul.

Había que sobrevivir. Ése era nuestro primer deber. Nuestro primer combate. Rebelarse significaba, en primer lugar, vivir. O más bien: seguir vivo.

el combate es infinito contra el otro oculto en uno mismo.