Quotes About Struggle

The thing about the 600 words, I mean some day, you can do a very, very, very hard day's work and not write a word, just revising, or you would scribble a few words.

To hurt is as human as to breathe.

Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back.

We're all going to keep fighting, Harry. You know that?

We must try not to sink beneath our anguish, Harry, but battle on.

We are all failures -- at least, all the best of us are.

There will be no fucking sunsets in the pages that follow.

Our habitual efforts to extricate ourselves, far from freeing us, actually keep us locked in the pain we're trying to escape.

I've written for every medium except poetry, at which I suck.

No dictator, no invader, can hold an imprisoned population by force of arms forever. There is no greater power in the universe than the need for freedom. Against that power, governments and tyrants and armies cannot stand. The Centauri learned this lesson once. We will teach it to them again. Though it take a thousand years, we will be free.

G'Kar: We are all the sum of our tears. Too little and the ground is not fertile, and nothing can grow there. Too much, the best of us is washed away.

I had once been naïve enough to believe that all would be well if you lived by the rules. Good things happened to good people, blessed are the meek, et cetera, et cetera. How disillusioned I have become since then. It hurt, because I wondered now what all the discipline, repression, and suppression had been for if it had not procured me the thing I had most wanted, and it certainly did not guarantee happiness.

The Government, Church and television keep the average man so mired in petty concerns that he can no longer discern which battles are worth fighting for.

victims, aren't we all?

Holy ambition has always been surrounded by distortions.

The growth of revolutionary fervour in individual participants and its spread to ever wider sections of the population must primarily be the result of struggle itself, not the distillation of thought or the prescription of correct ideology by others.

I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.

It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.

But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.

My childhood did not prepare me for the fact that the world is full of cruel and bitter things.

We can become, in other words, people for whom the romantic or existentialist dream might eventually begin to come at least partially true. But this is not, or not for the most part, something straightforwardly and completely given in baptism and in initial Christian faith.

Such a dream would be the moral or even emotional equivalent of a poor person suddenly winning the lottery: without effort, suddenly all your problems are over! Just pray about it and there won't be any more moral battles! But virtue is not like that, and Christian moral living is not like that either. The romantic dream of an inner transformation that will make moral effort unnecessary is untrue both to the New Testament and to worldwide and millennia-long Christian experience.

What is good is always being destroyed

the big idea of U.S. history: the subjugation of people of color by a succession of social systems, from the genocide of Indigenous people to slavery to mass incarceration.