Quotes About Struggle

Young writers if they are to mature require a period of between three and seven years in which to live down their promise. Promise is like the mediaeval hangman who after settling the noose, pushed his victim off the platform and jumped on his back, his weight acting a drop while his jockeying arms prevented the unfortunate from loosening the rope. When he judged him dead he dropped to the ground.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union.

He felt old and miserable, going through life trying to peddle a personality of which people would not even accept a free sample.

Daily he was called upon to solve the insoluble, to divine the truth between competing perjuries, to apportion derisory incomes among innumerable creditors,

Does the silkworm expend her yellow laborsFor thee? For thee does she undo herself?Are lordships sold to maintain ladyships,For the poor benefit of a bewildering minute?

When the bad bleeds, then is the tragedy good.

All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence.

Men will clutch illusions when they have nothing else to hold onto.

I am not my own friend. Time cuts me in two.

I still think too much about the mothers And ask what is man born of woman. He curls himself up and protects his head While he is kicked by heavy boots; on fire and running, He burns with bright flame; a bulldozer sweeps him into a clay pit. Her child. Embracing a teddy bear. Conceived in ecstasy.

I said so little. Days were short. Short days. Short nights. Short years. I said so little. I couldn't keep up. My heart grew weary From joy, Despair, Ardor, Hope. The jaws of Leviathan Were closing upon me. Naked, I lay on the shores Of desert islands. The white whale of the world Hauled me down to its pit. And now I don't know What in all that was real.

What is poetry which does not save nations or people? Czes?aw Mi?osz

I was driven because I wanted to be like others. I was afraid of what was wild and indecent in me.

perché esistono dei mostri che nessuno può vincere in un combattimento faccia a faccia.

WewnÄ™trzny bunt jest nieraz potrzebny dla zdrowia i bywa szczególnÄ… odmianÄ… szcz??cia. To, co mo?e by? powiedziane, bywa o wiele mniej interesujÄ…ce ni? emocjonalna magia obrony wÅ'asnego sanktuarium.

Men will clutch at illusions when they have nothing else to hold to.

What is poetry which does not save nations or people?

Had you been able to guess bits of my destiny, Perhaps you would bear your mediocrity with more ease.

A man may persuade himself, by the most logical reasoning, that he will greatly benefit his health by swallowing live frogs; and, thus rationally convinced, he may swallow a first frog, then the second; but at the third his stomach will revolt. In the same way, the growing influence of the doctrine on my way of thinking came up against the resistance of my whole nature.

Professional Ketman is reasoned thus: since I find myself in circumstances over which I have no control, and since I have but one life and that is fleeting, I should strive to do my best. I am like a crustacean attached to a crag on the bottom of the sea. Over me storms rage and huge ships sail; but my entire effort is concentrated upon clinging to the rock, for otherwise I will be carried off by the waters and perish, leaving no trace behind.

If the world is divided between Fascism and Communism, obviously Fascism must lose since it is the last, desperate refuge of the bourgeoisie

They needed me only in misfortune, To conjure heavenly powers. So they could come and be saved From a tumor in the lungs or a viral infection.

For he seemed to me again like a king,Like a king in exile, uncrowned in the underworld,Now due to be crowned again.

One doesn't know, till one is a bit at odds with the world, how much one's friends who believe in one rather generously, mean to one.