Quotes About Struggle

Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attained.

There will be times in life when you cannot succeed. Or times when hardship seems about to crush you. Such times are inevitable, yet we should not allow our spirits to be broken by them.

We always have the necessary resources to face the storms that life throws at us, but most of the time, those resources are locked up in the depths of our heart and we waste an enormous amount of time trying to find them. By the time we've found them, we already been defeated by adversity.

We all seek peace in our lives, but few of us are ever fortunate enough to find it.

Falling down is part of life. Getting back up is living.

The bad news is, life isn't easy. The good news is, you don't have to depend on yourself. You can rely on God.

You know life is worth the struggle when you look back on what you lost and realize that what you have now is much greater.

Nothing ever happens quickly. Nothing is ever, ever easy. Most of all, nothing ever goes perfectly according to plan.

God has a plan for your life. The Devil has a plan for your life. Be ready for both. Just be wise enough to know which one to battle and which one to embrace!

Life is ultimately filled with events that may cause us great difficulty and great pain. There are going to be people in our lives that we thought would always be there for us that disappear.

Your worst battle in life will always be between what you know and what you feel.

LIFE is not easy for any of us. We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves, we must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attained.

In those days, my mother was in an especial ill humor. My father had begun to prefer his draughts to her, and her venom over it fell to me.

The fates were laughing at me, at Athena, at all of us. It was their favorite bitter joke: those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.

If my childhood had given me anything, it was endurance.

Madeline Miller

The world is an unjust place." 'Death's brother is the name that poets give to sleep.

I would not go on anymore weaving my cloths by day and unraveling them again at night, making nothing.

roots clung hard a moment before yielding

Their whispers choked me, turned the food in my mouth to ash. I pushed away my plate and sought out corners and spare halls where I might sit undisturbed, except for the occasional passing servant. My narrow world narrowed further: to the cracks in the floor, the carved whorls in the stone walls. They rasped softly as I traced them with my fingertip.

Yet at least what you loved, you fought for.

I cannot make her leave, but I can hate her.

It was a strange time. Over us, every second, hung the terror of Schilles' destiny, while the murmurs of war among the gods grew louder. But even I could not fill each minute with fear. I have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it-in such a way did I learn to live beside the rushing torrent of his doom. The days passed, and he lived. The months passed, and I could go a whole day without looking over the precipice of his death. The miracle of a year, then two.

They were sick with longing for their hands, those appendages men use to mitigate the world.