Quotes About Struggle

But that is some way ahead and the rebellions will be quashed ruthlessly.)

There is no real happiness for those on the wrong side. The greatest pleasure in life is the security of the true side. You can vainly try to win over the world or you can nicely be over the world. Your task is to change your operating center from strained imagination to relaxed reality.

When problems go beyond hope of solution, insanity comes creeping.

For where there is heaven, there can also be hell.

The only thing I knew to do with a man was what I'd learned from my parents: to fight or not fight. I had no idea how to craft a partnership beyond that one basic thing.

Do remember, though, that sometimes the people you oppress become mightier than you would like.

Since I was young, I have always known this: Life damages us, every one. We can't escape that damage. But now, I am also learning this: We can be mended. We mend each other

Because I'm not a white boy, I'm not white enough for white folks. And because I wasn't born into the middle class, I'm not completely accepted by the mainstream. And sometimes, if you can believe it, I'm not ghetto enough for the mainstream or middle class enough for the ghetto or black enough for white folks!

Podemos por ello afirmar que la enfermedad, de alguna forma, le conduce a la poesía, o prepara el camino para su total desarrollo.

Como aquel que no puede decir lo que quiere enterrado al fondo de su raza.

Este es el mar El mar con sus olas propias Con sus propios sentidos El mar tratando de romper sus cadenas Queriendo imitar la eternidad Queriendo ser pulmón o neblina de pájaros en pena O el jardín de los astros que pesan en el cielo Sobre las tinieblas que arrastramos O que acaso nos arrastran Cuando vuelan de repente todas las palomas de la luna Y se hace más oscuro que las encrucijadas de la muerte

Serious difficulties don't vanish by themselves, they are standing around your bed when you open your eyes the next morning.

It was plain to see the toll the extraordinary climb had taken—for an hour after Bandoola reached the top, his legs continued to quiver with involuntary contractions. What a relief

Though he had always thought logging elephants had a good life, he found himself now pining for them to have something better. The war sometimes made men harder and softer at the same time. Even with this reassuring

Eighty percent of American forces contracted dysentery in another siege, but they kept fighting. Some had to go into combat with the backsides of their pants cut away.

David he'd become, but against what Goliath did he rage so fierce?

There should be universal rules about this," she told her reflection. "When a woman is body slammed, she can only take so much without breaking under the pressure." Gathering a full head of steam, she frowned and jabbed her finger in the air. "Life should go easy on you then." That would be humane. Civil. "And if bad things have to happen, there should be warning signs so there's time to brace and prepare for them.

So. You're a fallen angel." She folded her arms. "I'm not fallen," he said roughly. "Then what are you?" He shrugged. "Busted.

That's what hiding away did, whether it was from the world or yourself, your past, or even your dreams. It took absolutely no effort to have a miserable life. But building a glorious one? A life worth living and sharing with others? That's what was hard." Joanna

Do I seem like the white-picket-fence sort of girl to you, Carl?" "No, you seem like the blood-soaked-walls kind of girl to me.

I scrape under a nail and I pull out dirt. I pull off an overlay and I smell urine. It's the rot of their lives seeping into their nailbeds, you see? They can fix their hair and paint their nails and run on a treadmill until they're anorexia's poster child, but they can't fix their lives...lives of rotting perfection.'

Now her life was under attack, and she [Kit] was shocked to find how fragile everything she'd built really was. She was dumbfounded, too to find that while people were being ripped from her life like paper dolls from a chain, she longed to be the one who'd be gone first.

It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of nonviolence to cover impotence.

It's much easier to destroy a life than it is to live one.'