Quotes About Struggle

The prophet Micah preached to his downtrodden people: Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen [true, not to be minimized], I will rise. Though I sit in darkness, the Lord will be my light. (7:8 NIV)

Whatever we are battling, internally or externally, the table is right there in the middle of the trouble, at the epicenter of conflict.

Without protection temptations can wear you down. But God promises to wrap you in His bubble of protection. Talk to Him and tell Him what's tempting you. When temptation tries to trap you, God promises to help you escape.

His feelings were rooted in his inability to process life under the canopy of the grace and the love of God. Here's how Eliab expressed his anger—verbally.

the footprints of two of my own Goliaths: control and approval.

If you're feeling lousy and you sin in an attempt to feel better, whatever pain you're feeling right now will still be there tomorrow morning, only worse.

the reason God tells us not to judge is that we do not know the raw material that other people are struggling with.

My grandfather always said that living is like licking honey off a thorn.

Philosophy is, in the last instance, class struggle in the field of theory.

Without claiming to be exhaustive, I maintain that every philosophy reproduces within itself, in one way or another, the conflict in which it finds itself compromised and caught up in the outside world.

Marx was constrained to think within a horizon torn between the aleatory of the Encounter and the necessity of the Revolution.

A reprodução das relações de produção não pode deixar de ser o empreendimento de uma classe. Ela se realiza ao longo de uma luta de classes que opõe a classe dominante à classe explorada.

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The countryside and woods kept me occupied a while longer. Then I took a violent dislike to them and confined myself to my room. The prodigious slowness of time, the horrible punctuality of the meals, my reading of what I found in the library of the house, and a persistent memory above all, gave me an urgent desire to flee from that miserable region. But how could I?

Decent artists go through bad times but eventually they do get recognized. It's by no means a battle lost. Yet.

The whole thing is so degrading! That a man like Eric should be reduced to crawling before those bloodsuckers who are taking every advantage of his weakened state. And strip himself of one whole third of his wealth to throw it away like all the huge sums they've already got out of him!

Well, be proud of it, then! And remember the James family in the Civil War. William and Henry ducked the draft and became famous writers, while their two fighting brothers were badly wounded and led wretched postwar lives!

Love was like the heaven the church in the old days had offered to the poor to keep them from rioting.

she had come long ago to understand that loneliness was the curse of those who were free, even of all those who rose a little above the level of ordinary humanity.

loneliness was the curse of those who were free, even of all those who rose a little above the level of ordinary humanity. Looking

A lot of the struggle I had with movies is I really loved moments and tones and feelings in a scene, and I loved creating those, but I never really had great stories to string them together.

Most people die at the last minute; others twenty years beforehand, some even earlier. They are the wretched of the earth.

Most people die at the last minute others 20 years beforehand, some even earlier. They are the wretched of the earth.

Groote God, wat was het ellendig... dat aftakelen, dat oud worden, dat zich voortslepen van de dagen, de jaren; wat was het ellendig, dat alles wat je kreeg van het leven, je betalen moest met je jonge dagen eerst, en later met je oudere jaren - als was het leven een bank, waarop je wissels trok, - als was je bestaan een kapitaal, waarvan je leefde, en nooit spaarde een cent - zoodat, als je dood zoû zijn, je ook alles en alles verspild had...