Quotes About Struggle

What happiness is there which is not purchased with more or less of pain?

The hour when you say, "What does my happiness matter? It is poverty and filth, and a wretched complacency. Yet my happiness should justify existence itself!

The most fundamental law of tragedy is that the moments of greatest happiness are the hardest to attain.

And what is happiness, Nathan? In my experience, it's only a moment's pause here and there on what is otherwise a long and difficult road. No one can be happy all the time.

Happiness isn't something this island yields easily; the ground is too rocky and the sun too sparse for it to flourish.

My happiness is marred only by my failure to attain it.

We all need to demand the happiness for ourselves we desire. Fight for it. Wrestle it out of the clenched fist of the world you live in

I think it's hard to write a book about happiness because fiction requires tension and complication.

It didn't take long for the anger to put the happiness in a headlock.

I think in defeat you grope for things that are happy, and it's hard.

I've been writing jokes since I'm fifteen. Not out of happiness, but to go to a different place, because reality wasn't good to me.

It's basically impossible for everybody's justice to prevail or everybody's happiness to triumph, so chaos takes over.

It is by fighting and triumphing over the enemies of the Buddha that we ourselves become Buddhas.

Drugs bring us to to the gates of paradise, then keep us from entering.

A child is an adult temporarily enduring conditions which exclude the possibility of happiness.

Envy hurt exponentially more than heartbreak because your soul was torn in two, half soaring with happiness for another person, half mired in a well of selfpity and pain.

Riches may not bring happiness, but neither does poverty.

The blues he sends to meet me, won't defeat me. It won't be long til happiness steps up to greet me.

I was trying not to be happy, hopeful. I did not believe I deserved happiness or even hope, if you knew my soul.

Happiness is a bull's-eye, awaiting arrows of pain.

What mortal is there, over whose first joys and happiness does not break some storm, dispelling with its icy breath his fanciful illusions, and shattering his altar?

You don't worry about happiness and fulfilment when you're starving.

Happiness is the most elusive thing for human beings to find.

Bodily labor alleviates the pains of the mind and from this arises the happiness of the poor