Quotes About Struggle

Si uno lucha desesperadamente, sobrevivirá. Si intenta sobrevivir, entonces morirá.

O los Otori consiuen la victoria, o bien serán derrotados definitivamente y desaparecerán. La paz no reinará mientras sian combatiendo en las fronteras.

It's what you do to yourself when you go mad with rage. You have no idea how much you can hurt yourself with your own strength.

I am what I am and what I have always been, a poor soul on a journey.

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Why do women have to suffer this way? Why don't we have the freedom men have?

You've been here before. It won't kill you. It feels like you can't breathe, but you actually are breathing. It feels like you'll never stop crying, but you actually will.

She didn't understand a damned thing about life except that it was arbitrary and cruel, and some people got away with murder while others made one tiny, careless mistake and paid a terrible price.

The boys had always been her reason to stay, but now for the first time they were her reason to leave. She'd allowed violence to become a normal part of their life.

Women and their bodies! The most abusive and toxic of relationships.

This was how it could be done. This was how you lived with a terrible secret. You just did it. You pretended everything was fine. You ignored the deep, cramplike pain in your stomach. You somehow anesthetized yourself so that nothing felt that bad, but nothing felt that good either.

Perhaps there were no answers to questions like that. Perhaps nothing was ever "meant to be." There was just life, and right now, and doing your best. Being a bit "bendy.

Every day is a gift, Jake. Of course sometimes it's a really horrible gift that you don't want.

When she thought of that long night, it was like remembering an extraordinarily tough match where she'd prevailed. Except there was no trophy or applause. The only recognition you got for surviving a night like that came from other mothers. Only they understood the epic nature of your trivial achievements.

She didn't come from old money or new money but from never-quite-enough money.

I'd be at work where poeple respected my opinions, said Nick. And then, I'd come home and it was like I was the village idiot.

It feels like you can't breathe, but you actually are breathing. It feels like you'll never stop crying, but you actually will.

I understand now that desperate, clumsy desire to make people feel better—even when you know perfectly well that nothing will.

Your mind resists death with all its might.

The weather wasn't helping. It was far too lovely, mocking her pain.

But the memory stayed, clinging to the walls of her mind like a slimy black leech.

filling her pockets with rocks before she waded out into life.

I'll never be a normal person ever again. You took that away from me. You made me ABNORMAL and it's lonely being abnormal.

Brooke was meant to avoid stress because of her migraines, not chase it, but she'd always been a martyr. Amy remembered Brooke as a little girl, high pigtails and reflective sunglasses.