Quotes About Struggle

A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.

Bridget's anger evaporated and the sadness came back. The anger was easier. She owned and contolled it, whereas the sadness owned her.

... wore sorrow and anger like a worn-out coat and would not throw it away.

I find anger so comforting. It's like a blanket made of unresolved issues, but it's a blanket none the less.

Some werewolves are hairy on the inside.

Darkness and anger, when combined, are their own master.

I almost feel bad for declining, but I feel more terrible that I can't stop looking at how his chest rises and falls with each of his frustrated breaths.

somewhere under the rage, there's something human. barely.

Fighting is easier than loving, just as giving in to anger is easier than self-control.

But a person can only keep reality - and anger - at bay for so long before the truth comes back again.

My emotions swirl like leaves caught in the breath of a dust devil, and the only thing I can seem to hold onto is the anger.

When the time is right, when these feelings of rage and unfairness once again overcome me, I will not faint. I will fight.

I didn't want to hurt him!" Ender cried. "Why didn't he just leave me alone!

Anger is so easy to get into and so hard to get out of.

I'm always angry. I wake up angry. There is a lot to be angry about. Anger is a positive energy.

But it always came back to anger.

I later spent... five to eight months in hospitals in New Jersey, always on an involuntary basis, and always attempting a legal argument for release.

They forbade me from flying, despite all my protests and arguments. After being once in space, I was desperately keen to go back there. But it didn't happen.

He realized at last that the arguments of pessimism were powerless to comfort him

To paint is always to start at the beginning again, yet being unable to avoid the familiar arguments about what you see yourself painting.

The inhabitants will always see both sides of an argument so long as it can result in a fight.

Weakness on both sides is, as we know, the motto of all quarrels.

Words are so often used in the opposite sense, as a screen of diversion. It's the struggle towards truthfulness which is the same whether one is writing a poem, a novel or an argument.

Contempt is the emotion we feel for an opponent whose arguments are too formidable to refute.