Quotes About Struggle

What makes journalist so fascinating, and biography so interesting [is] the struggle to answer that single question: 'What's he like?

Life's not fair but not always to your disadvantage.

I mean, they are just as susceptible to pressure and in many ways more susceptible to pressure because they are desperately anxious, this is their tremendous chance to break through the rather narrow lives they may lead.

But let us begin. Now the trumpet summons us again - not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need - not as a call to battle, though embattled we are - but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, 'rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation'- a struggle against the common enemies of man: tyranny, poverty, disease and war itself.

I'm shadowboxing in a match the shadow is always going to win. (as a young man battling his deceased brother's heroic legacy)

And finally, at age seventy, having distinguished himself as a brilliant Secretary of State, an independent President and an eloquent member of Congress, he was to record somberly that his "whole life has been a succession of disappointments. I can scarcely recollect a single instance of success in anything that I ever undertook." Yet

The artist, however faithful to his personal vision of reality, becomes the last champion of the individual mind and sensibility against an intrusive society and an officious state… In pursuing his perceptions of reality, he must often sail against the currents of his time. This is not a popular role…

O God, Thy Sea Is So Great And My Boat Is So Small

If we fail, then freedom fails.

It is me. I am his madness. For years he's been looking for something to put his madness into. And he found me.

We are all in flight from the real reality. That is the basic definition of Homo Sapiens.

I must fight with my weapons. Not his. Not selfishness and brutality and shame and resentment.

all cynicism masks a failure to cope.

No doubt our accepting what we are must always inhibit our being what we ought to be.

People won't admit it, they're too busy grabbing to see that the lights have fused. They can't see the darkness and the spider-face beyond and the great web of it all. That there's always this if you scratch at the surface of happiness and goodness. The black and the black and the black.

He said, I suppose there are people who are purely moved by great art. I never met a painter who was. I'm not. All I think of when I see that picture is that it has the supreme mastery I have spent all my life trying to attain. And shall not. Ever.

Why should I struggle through hundreds of pages of fabrication to reach half a dozen very little truths?' 'For fun?' 'Fun!' He pounced on the word. 'Words are for truth. For facts. Not fiction.

She was trying to write a novel, it was so slow, you had to destroy so much and start again; so hard to discover whether one was really a writer or just a victim of a literary home environment.

Everything free and decent in life is being locked away in filthy little cellars by beastly people who don't care.

Greece is like a mirror. It makes you suffer. Then you learn.

I could offer no consolation and I do not think he wanted any. There are situations in which consolation only threatens the equilibrium that time has instituted.

The truth was she couldn't do ugly things. She was too beautiful.

Sunt plin? de singur?tate byronian?, dar n?am nici una dintre supapele de desc?rcare ale poetului: geniul ?i adulterul.

But though one may keep the wolves from one's door, they still howl out there in the darkness.