Quotes About Struggle

He can't endure being powerless. He cannot tolerate it.

He supposed he had gone somewhat mad, but a little madness was preferable to unending despair.

All junkies are nuts.

This is his life: confrontation with the darkness that has nothing to do with an absence of light.

In their humility, they can't easily see themselves as the spine and heart of the world, but if they don't eventually understand their value, the necessity of their resistance, the future will be an ugly realm of madness, oppression, and endless violence.

We sometimes take refuge in misery, a strange kind of comfort... But no matter what happens in life, happiness is there for us, waiting to be embraced.

I get the phlegm of fear in my throat again, thicker than before, and I have to keep swallowing hard to be able to breathe right. Don't ask about my heart. It's just thudding like some pneumatic hammer.

The price I paid for that lesson has left my heart an almost empty purse, with just two coins or three clinking at the bottom.

he's been booted from three expensive private schools.

She might lose everything, including her island and, for a time, her freedom.

Sometimes life seemed to be a machine designed to crush dreams as effectively as a junkyard hydraulic press crumpled cars into compact cubes.

What's wrong with writers?" he asked. "A lot of them hate the world and want to change it, build Utopia." "I don't." "Good. Because utopias always turn out to be one version of hell or another.

The excessive passion of your yearning could blind you to the mistakes you made, so that in the end, you were defeated by the sheer power of your need.

The thing pursuing him, however, was not only his past but also his fate, and the rails that led away from it also led inexorably to it.

Destiny struggles to reassert the pattern that was meant to be. But sometimes, happily it fails. ... Destiny struggles to reassert the pattern that was meant to be, (...) And sometimes, happily, it succeeds.

Believe me, you still have a long way to fall, a very long way.

I'd fled from Death to this haven, but of course in running from him, I had only run into his arms.

They were good at enduring: adversity was the touchstone by which they proved their value to themselves.

The man you were still lives within you, repressed by the man you have struggled to become.

power past the Hummer and regain the roadway, we were forced counterclockwise. When

So many people spend their lives in jobs they hate, and that's worse.

I have had successes but also failures, because whatever else I might be, I am first and foremost human, and the tendency of our fallen kind is to fall again.

The child who, far too young, saw anarchy in the world and feared it. The child who resented being born into such a disordered world, who saw chaos and yearned to find order in it.

The only monsters were people.