Quotes About Struggle

He remembered his own wedding-day and the desperate feeling of being caught on a leeshore in a gale of wind, unable to claw off, tide setting hard against him, anchors coming home.

all that wretched schoolmastering.' 'On some it acts like a poison, making them unfit for the society of grown men.

One of the miseries of medical life is that on the one hand you know what shocking things can happen to the human body and on the other you know how very little we can really do about most of them. You are therefore denied the comfort of faith.

Surely man in general is born to be oppressed or solitary, if he is to be fully human;

The grief and anxiety did not die away, but of necessity they receded.

They were poor thin little undernourished creatures with only a few blue teeth among them, though young: they had been taken up for combining with others to ask for higher wages and sentenced to transportation; but as they were somewhat less criminal than those who had actually made the demand they were allowed to join the Navy instead.

Van Dongen was still there, with his Dutch wife and their little daughter, for whom Picasso made a sinister doll out of a black stocking; but van Dongen's days of extreme poverty, his diet of spinach alone, were almost at an end, for he had painted a fine erotic nude of Fernande (though its origin was never acknowledged)

Human beings, you see, fall apart all the time. In many different ways. That is the central theme. There is no need to disguise it.

Reason finally holds a gun at its head - and does not always miss.

There's nothing so inhuman as a human being.

I am compelled into this country.

The mystery of life is not salved by success, which is an end in itself, but in failure, in perpetual struggle, in becoming.

Life is brutal, and so are facts.

I have the feeling you are primarily two people,one of which should be killed.

Each Whining Thing (1929) When stripèd snakes shall creep upon us And the nervous screams of birds Make silent all the fountains and the orchards and when these Have caught upon the wing each wing That flutters from the sky Then shall I and then shall I Rip out the smiles from garden walks Transform the minnows into hawks Tarantulas and bees Then shall I and then shall I Unmake each whining thing.

He knew it was necessary to drive the French out, but he had always imagined that this would be done gloriously, with thousands of men on horseback flashing their swords and calling upon Allah to aid them in their holy mission ... It was hard to see any connection between the splendid war of liberation and all this whispering and frowning.

alone in his struggle to bring the truth to its people. He consoled himself by recalling that it is only in each man's own consciousness that the isolation exists; objectively man is always a part of something.

Evil is personified in Mara, the Buddhist Devil, who represents temptation, sin, and death.

Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss. But it had to go through its own lack of answers, through terrifying silence, through the thousand darknesses of murderous speech. It went through. It gave me no words for what was happening, but went through it. Went through and could resurface, 'enriched' by it all.

Would they ever let go, these grey, turtle-faced creatures? Would their stranglehold on the Western world ever cease?

Il y a une chose plus triste à perdre que la vie, c'est la raison de vivre, Plus triste que de perdre ses biens, c'est de perdre son espérance.

Il est facile de se tourner vers Dieu quand le reste n'est plus là.

The idea of parts of the body public fighting each other was like the idea of a man's punching himself in the face. It was a physical blasphemy that suited this era as an index of how far it had all gone.

As Lizzie had seen so many times with victims, the harder your life had been, the harder it was to give yourself room for ethical choices. So were born cycles of abuse.