Quotes About Struggle

Life isn't fair. You know it isn't, said Lucas. I do know that, but it's still not fair that it isn't fair.

Anyway, that was the thing about life and fate; it never was fair. Horrific things happened to good people and brilliant things happened to bad ones.

I'm trying my best, but I feel like such a spare part.

Maybe he should kill himself and put them all out of their misery.

Honestly, you tried your best and sometimes everything worked out perfectly. Other times, it went all horribly wrong.

Being scared wasn't an emotion Zack was familiar with, but it had him in its grip now.

wasn't looking too cheerful. God, and who could blame her? She was about to have a baby and it had all gone pear-shaped with the father;

Mallory dropped her head to the steering wheel. Look, I'm mad at you, okay? This isn't about me. I know my painful memories are relative. My life is good. I'm lucky. This isn't about how poor little Mallory has had it so hard. I'm not falling apart or anything. He stroked a hand down her back. Of course you're not. You're just holding the steering wheel up with your head for a minute, that's all.

Life is like a boner: long and hard.

She was like a drug. The most addicting kind, and he had a problem—he was pretty sure that she was developing feelings for him. He had no idea what to do with that, or with is own feelings, which were definitely getting in his way. This whole no emotional attachment thing had gone straight to shit. Because Mallory Quinn was emotionally attached to every person she ever met, and she had a way of making that contagious. He craved contact with her in a way that he wasn't experienced with.

Maddie swallowed hard and tried to channel… which actress? Damn, she couldn't think of an actress to save her life! She was on her own.

Listen, we watch Law and Order. We know shit happens. And shit's happening.

I can't do this, she whispered. He nodded. I know. I want to but I-- It's okay. He brushed a kiss over her jaw and then was gone, proving for the second time now that he was, after all, her perfect Mr. All Wrong. -Mallory and Ty

Just when you think you have a handle on life, it breaks.

He tried to hold on, tried to hold back, but it was too late. He was lost. Lost, and yet somehow found. It was as simple and terrifying as that.

You're only as strong as your biggest weakness.

All my life, you've been my Almost. He softened slightly, his gaze touching over the features of her face as if memorizing her. I want you, Leah. I've always wanted you. But wanting isn't enough. You have to fight for it too, and you're not going to.

Her trut meant more to him than he could have possibly imagined. But how the hell was he supposed to keep this light when everything about it felt more like... everything?

I really am all sorts of messed up… Well you're not alone there.

But even though she's started the game in the first place, she no longer wanted to play. Somewhere along the way, her heart had flipped on her. She could pretend to be a bad girl all she wanted. It was only an illusion. The truth was, she needed more than sex. And that really pissed her off about herself.

He stepped closer. Lily--- No. Stay back, she said, pointing a finger at him. He went still. Why? Because when you come close I do stupid things. Like? Like let you kiss me. Let me? He laughed ruefully. Lily, you just about crawled up my body to get at these lips. She narrowed her eyes. Like I said. Stupid.

A haiku about getting out of bed: No no no no no. No no no no no no no. No no no no no.

This was not how she'd envisioned the day going when she got up this morning and made that bargain with God, the one where she promised to be a better person if he gave her a whole day where she didn't have to face anything from her past. But God had just reneged on the deal. Which meant she didn't have to be a better person…

She stared at him, doing her best to hold back all the tumbling mass of emotions hitting her at once. Normally she was good at that, really good, but naturally her one really good life skill deserted her, leaving everything she felt all over her face. Annoyance. Embarrassment. And let's not forget the very reluctant lust.