Quotes About Struggle

If niggers were supposed to have their freedom, they wouldn't be in chains. If the red man was supposed to keep hold of his land, it'd still be his. If the white man wasn't destined to take this new world, he wouldn't own it now. Here was the true Great Spirit, the divine thread connecting all human endeavor--if you can keep it, it is yours. Your property, slave or continent. The American imperative.

A plantation was a plantation; one might think one's misfortunes distinct, but the true horror lay in their universality.

Freedom was a community laboring for something lovely and rare.

Dans les fins de mois, ce qui est le plus dur, c'est les trente derniers jours. The hardest part of ending each month is going through the last 30 days.

Dans les fins de mois, ce qui est le plus dur, c'est les trente derniers jours. The hardest part of the end of each month is last thirty days.

Dans les fins de mois, ce qui est le plus dur, c'est les trente derniers jours. The hardest thing about the end of the month is the last 30 days.

The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.

Some people think love is the end of the road, and if you're lucky enough to find it, you stay there. Other people say it just becomes a cliff you drive off, but most people who've been around awhile know it's just a thing that changes day by day, and depending on how much you fight for it, you get it, or you hold on to it, or you lose it, but sometimes it's never even there in the first place.

She was tired of everyone wanting to go to heaven, nobody wanting to die. The only thing worth grieving over, she said, was that sometimes there was more beauty in this life than the world could bear.

Everything was fabulous, even our breakdowns.

Rather he consoled himself with the fact that, in the real world, when he looked closely into the darkness he might find the presence of a light, damaged and bruised, but a little light all the same.

My childhood, I would say, was a bit sad. Society resents that.

Allowing him to flourish is killing my chance to flower.

Birthing my dream is a never-ending labour.

Call humanity what it is; an imperfection amongst perfection.

Could it be that this will be my greatest downfall?

Doubt is my ultimate enemy.

Everybody has pain and so, in that, I am no way unique, but it is my role to tell the world of the pains of the people.

Good writing is not shaped solely by words, but by the contexts, feelings, and hardships from which such words originate.

Many have tried and all have failed; this world will never be ruled by one.

My darkest moments were those in which his presence was blurred.

My faith is stronger than ever, even when the church is not.

My mission shielded me from one kind of trouble and threw me into another.

One with great successes has had equally great hardships.