Quotes About Struggle

Yeah, I knew," he finally said, his voice soft. "I always knew I'd do whatever it took. Living in a trailer park, running in a pack of barefoot kids . . . my whole life was already set out for me, and I sure as hell didn't like the looks of it. So I always knew I'd take my chance when I got it. And if it didn't come, I'd make something happen.

Have you ever heard the expression 'catching a wolf by the ears'?" "No." "It means you're in trouble whether you hold on or let go." Garrett nuzzled her cheek against his hand. "If you're the wolf, then I'll hold on.

Oh, God," Annabelle said feelingly, and turned her face against Hunt's shoulder, as if closing her eyes would make them all disappear. Her ear tingled as Hunt bent to murmur to her, his voice threaded with amusement. "Checkmate.

You can never be truly happy in a life unless you have known a sorrow. All terrible things we have gone through in life have created spaces inside us where happiness can live Not to mention love.

I'm waging war, love. And the only way to win this kind of war is to make you want to lose.

Then go find another woman," she said flatly. "I want you. Only you. The devil knows why," Sebastien glared at her.

My feet ached in my Cinderella shoes. I shifted my weight and wiggled my toes beneath the cutting Lucite straps. My Prince Charming had finally showed up, I thought wretchedly, and he was too damn late.

He pulled the truck back onto the road and floored it, while the words ran through his mind in a constant loop. Don't leave. Don't leave.

it's far easier to make a heart stop beating entirely than to keep it from loving the wrong person.

You think you want me now. But you'll change. Someday you'll find it damned easy to forget about me. I'm a bastard. A servant, and not even an upper servant at that--" "You're the other half of me." (Again The Magic)

For the first time in his life, he was beginning to recognize that true passion was not easily satisfied, that there was a difference between the needs of his cock and the organ that resided two feet above it. It was not a welcome discovery.

He couldn't stand by and do nothing. Something inside him had been let out of its cage, and it wouldn't go back in until he'd made the world pay for hurting Cassandra. When he thought of what she might be feeling, how frightened and furious and wounded she must be... a strange and terrible emotion twisted all through him. He wanted Cassandra in his arms. He wanted to shield her from all this damned ugliness.

Losing his temper was a luxury he rarely permitted himself, but for the past week he'd been invaded by a sullen gloom that weighted every thought and heartbeat, and made him want to lash out at anyone within reach. All because of a woman he had known better than to want. Lady Helen Ravenel... a woman who was cultured, innocent, shy, aristocratic. Everything he was not.

I've been exactly that lonly. You're not connected to anything. Some nights it feels like you're dying by the hour. You're so desperate you can't even attract the kind of person you once swore you'd never settle for.

Es mucho más fácil ser malo —dijo el—. Especialmente si uno no tiene ninguna razón para ser bueno.

Most men have inner demons," Kingston replied quietly. "God knows I do. So does a friend who's the finest and most genuinely moral man I've ever known.

It is always more difficult for the people who swim against the current, Sophia

Now the line was drawn. Lucy had never thought that one of the fiercest battles of her life would be fought over a breakfast table, with quiet words carefully chosen.

It's one thing to spend an afternoon in bed with me," Christopher said darkly. "It's another to experience day-to-day life with a lunatic." "I know all about living with lunatics. I'm a Hathaway.

Americans and romance. It's like watching a bird try to fly with one wing.

Married life would be dull indeed without some friction; one can't light a match with it.

It was a law of nature that only the strongest survived, and the weakest had better get the hell out of the way.

Troubled are they who want the world, troubled are they who have it.

Men are foul, brutish creatures. But they own the world and always will…my brother liked the situation as it was - he had the best of everything without lifting a finger. Mother gave him whatever he wanted. And the selfish pig didn't mind sacrificing me to keep himself comfortable. He was a man, you see. So I became a whore. And for years I prayed for rescue. But God doesn't hear the prayers of women. He cares only for those He made in His own image.