Quotes About Struggle

Dad was just an emotional wreck. He was drinking a lot of the time, he was smoking a lot of pot. And because he takes certain medications, the drinking was making him... you know, he wasn't even present, really.

If I have a problem, stuff's going through my head, I feel like using, I usually go and talk to my dad... I decided to get sober a lot younger than he did. He first tried to get sober when he was like 32, I believe.

I spied my shadow slinking up behind me in the night, I issued it a challenge, and we started in to fight. I wrestled with that shadow, but it wasn't any fun, I tried my very hardest— all the same, my shadow won.

The pain of writing stems from comparing your blank screen with the finished pages you see all around you. But beautiful writing is built one step at a time, just like a house. Take the steps slowly, break them down into pieces small enough to handle easily, and the agony will disappear.

Civilization is a stream with banks. The stream is sometimes filled with blood from people killing, stealing, shouting, and doing the things historians usually record; while on the banks, unnoticed, people build homes, make love, raise children, sing songs, write poetry, and even whittle statues. The story of civilization is the story of what happens on the banks. Historians are pessimists because they ignore the banks for the river.

HOW THE BIBLE WAS USED TO OPPRESS WOMEN

We could live, but they won't let us."]

But I'm so slow on it because I find it terribly hard writing blind on computers. The computer speaks to me, but it's just so slow, I'm so terribly slow using it.

Screenwriters? Schmucks with Underwoods.

The Mongols did not find honor in fighting; they found honor in winning.

I keep guitars that are, you know, the neck's a little bit bent and it's a little bit out of tune. I want to work and battle it and conquer it and make it express whatever attitude I have at that moment. I want it to be a struggle.

My admiration for Britannicus grew as I watched the uncomplaining manner in which he accepted the injustice and the inefficiency and inconvenience being heaped upon him by incompetent superiors.

And they say the greatest sin against faith is despair, because it denies the existence of hope.

The fairy tale emanates from specific struggles to humanize bestial and barbaric forces, which have terrorized our minds and communities in concrete ways, threatening to destroy free will and human compassion. The fairy tale sets out to conquer this concrete terror through metaphors.

But who listened to mothers when your cock was on fire?

Dex: You're my wife. I love you. Rosarita: Sometimes love isn't enough.

You get through bad things - I know, enough bad things have happened to me already. But I don't think getting through one bad time makes it any easier to deal with the next one. If anything, it's worse, because there is happiness to remember.

We're all bits that the war didn't take, Flinty thought, gazing at the stranger's back. But those left behind had a right to know more about the beast who'd chewed their lives and spat the remnants out.

They never learn, fish. If they pulled against the line and kept pulling, they'd break it. But they give a tug and wait and hope we've gone away." He winked at her. "Always keep on fighting, Matilda my darlin'. Don't end like a fish.

The second day of a diet is always easier than the first. By the second day, you're off it.

The terrible thing about pain is that it doesn't matter, it still hurts. It hurts like hell.

I've never seen grief like it. Grief like that, it's like an animal. She's not eating. She's not sleeping. She's whimpering. She's sluggish. She's not herself

When I cut, I'm the one controlling the pain. I know where it's coming from. I know that it's me who's doing it, me and no one else.

All that mattered was the blood. She had to bleed out the badness, bleed until she could breathe again.