Quotes About Struggle

Niin. Riihen taka ne aina häviää... Riihen taka meiltä hävitään kun lähdetään... Kapinaan taikka sotaan, ammuttavaksi taikka työhön... Mihinkä kullonkin mennään...

Ei tarvittu kuria, ei isänmaata, ei kunniaa eikä velvollisuudentuntoa. Noita kaikkia mahtavampi käskijä ruoski heitä eteenpäin. Kuolema.

succour me. Too well I see the demon band The slaughter of my love have

Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room,Barrel-house kings; with feet unstable,Sagged and reeled and pounded on the table,Pounded on the table,Beat an empty barrel with the handle of a broom.

Factory windows are always broken.Somebody's always throwing bricks,Somebody's always heaving cinders,Playing ugly Yahoo tricks.

They tried to get me—I got them first!

Not that they starve; but starve so dreamlessly, Not that they sow, but that they seldom reap, Not that they serve, but have no gods to serve, Not that they die, but that they die like sheep.

The attempt to devote oneself to literature alone is a most deceptive thing, and often, paradoxically, it is literature that suffers for it.

As Dean saw it, the issue was talent, but his confidence in himself was never contagious.

God wants us to walk but the devil sends a limo.

I think it ain't that prayer doesn't work, it's that we don't like the answers.

He frowned as he struggled to remember. It was like watching an elephant crochet.

Everything that just recently had seemed eternal and solid as rock was so quickly turned into rack and ruin you just wanted to shut your eyes and forget.

And here, like everything else, life changed from a whole number into a fraction with a numerator and a denominator, and it became difficult to figure out what was above the line and what was below it

That's why they say: work puts man in his grave but it's work that feeds and protects him until the grave. The important thing is that it protects him.

How easy and wonderful it is to live in happy days and how bitter and accursed it is in miserable days! Why can't people save up the one to soften the pain of the other? Why is there always a chasm between the two? Where were you, what games were you playing when your fate was being decided? Why did you let them chop off your wings, without thinking, just when you needed them most, when you need to fly and not crawl from disaster?

Why are you taking away my last hope that I had lived to some purpose?

A man must live with sin, or he is no man

Life was life so that it could go on, it could take everything and survive anywhere, even on bare rock or shifting sands, and if necessary, even under water, but why torture it this way for no good reason, creating totally unnecessary difficulties for people, why worry about small conveniences and create major inconveniences?

The world is going to crack in half: that's what is happening! And it will break across us, the old people...we don't belong here or there. Lord have mercy!

When everything is fine, it's easy to be together: it's like a dream, all you have to worry about is breathing and the rest takes care of itself. You have to be together when things are bad -- that's why people get married.

No, even though everyone had one set of hands and feet, there was more than one person inside--there were several, each pulling a different way, tearing you apart until they led you to your grave And yet we think that another's soul is impenetrable--as though we know our own at least a little.

If a man lives without inner struggle, if everything happens in him without opposition, if he goes wherever he is drawn or wherever the wind blows, he will remain such as he is. But if a struggle begins in him, and particularly if there is a definite line in this struggle, then, gradually, permanent traits begin to form themselves, he begins to 'crystallise'…Crystallisation is possible on any foundations.

I'm a food addict, that's my downfall.