Quotes About Struggle

Grima Mog whirls away, battling three knights from the Court of Teeth. She must have known them once, must have commanded them, but she fights them just the same.

Si no puedo ser mejor que ellos, seré mucho peor.

She's right to be worried. I just declared war

Kaye wondered if everyone felt like there was a monster underneath their skin. It was obvious that the relief wasn't the largest part of what he felt. It was obvious that he was in pain, that he'd been crying. And yet it was what he was dwelling on, an imperfect mourning.

I have seen what power does to people. And I have seen how those who pledge loyalty come to resent their oaths and wish for the destruction of the one who holds them. I was never less free than when I ruled.

It will not be easy to live on an island if I am tormented by the waves.

It's okay to want something that's going to hurt, I remind myself.

My sister thinks that she's the only one who can take poison, but I am poison,' he whispers, eyes half-closed, talking to himself. 'Poison in my blood. I poison everything I touch.' That's such a strange thing to hear him say. Everyone adores him. And yet, I recall him running away at thirteen, sure so many things were his fault.

Sometimes it feels as though there's a knot inside me, and were it to come apart, whatever emerged would be all teeth.

It's not the first awful thing I have endured and pushed into the back of my brain. That's how I've been coping, and if there's another, better way, I do not know it

I became a snarling beast, clawing and biting, barely aware of anything but pain.

I hate Taryn. I hate Madoc. I hate Locke. I hate Cardan. I hate everyone. I just don't hate them enough

When there is a lot of power concentrated in one place, there are plenty of scraps to fight over.

Le odio más que a los demás, le odio tanto, que a veces, cuando le miro, me cuesta respirar.

All I have bought myself is worse problems, no matter how good it felt to salve my pride.

I am kind of in control and out of control at the same time.

Fear made her sink her fingers into her bedsheets, as though she could hang on to her life before this moment if she just gripped hard enough.

This is the problem with living by instinct. I don't think.

Will you tell me how you came to be living…" He stops, as if trying to find the words. "As you were." I remember the care I'd given that he not know. How could I explain the way time seemed to slip from my fingers, the way I became incrementally more detached, more unable to reach out a hand to take anything I wanted?

Charlie's sister had spent the last few years bingeing Reddit threads, watching videos, and chatting with other gloamist hopefuls until dawn. But lately things had gotten worse. Posey had started staying up for days at a stretch and not leaving the house for weeks. Despair seemed to be chasing her heels as her shadow refused to quicken. She'd gone so deep down the rabbit hole that Charlie worried it had become an oubliette.

I do not know what I would do to my unfamily if they pushed me away again. I am no safe thing now. A child no more, but a fully grown monster, like the ones that came for me.

With no good ideas, she was going to go for the bad one.

She'd had a bad day in a bad month in a worse year and was exhausted by the idea of getting hassled.

Si tú eres la enfermedad, supongo que no puedes ser la cura al mismo tiempo.