Quotes About Struggle

Once all struggle is grasped, miracles are possible.

Revolution is not a dinner party, not an essay, nor a painting, nor a piece of embroidery it cannot be advanced softly, gradually, carefully, considerately, respectfully, politely, plainly and modestly.

Es que todos los que han nacido para amar viven así como ella vivió?, ¿ahogando minuto a minuto lo más vital dentro de sí?

Siempre hay alguien que las ha pasado más putas que tú.

Es difícil librarte de tu pasado.

Tendría que estar muerto y no lo estoy. Pero a pesar de no estarlo, me encuentro en el infierno.

So on my fiftieth birthday, deep within myself I had but one wicked wish—for something would tear me away from all these guarantees and comforts, that would necessitate my not merely continuing, but my starting anew." When he wrote those lines in 1941, Zweig had already decided to kill himself,

La migración, con todas sus fatigas, sus peligros y sus tragedias, se inscribe en la misma perspectiva. La esperanza, por muy ilusoria que a menudo demuestre ser, ordena la fuga hacia adelante. La migración no se identifica con la felicidad,

Defender la alegría como una trinchera, defenderla del escándalo y la rutina, de la miseria y los miserables, de las ausencias transitorias y las definitivas

In 1991, while talking with writer Ed Gross, Fred Freiberger summed up his agony over Star Trek with a joke, saying, "I thought the worst experience of my life was when I was shot down over Nazi Germany. A Jewish boy from the Bronx parachuted in to the middle of 80 million Nazis. Then I joined Star Trek. I was only in a prison camp for two years, but my travail with Star Trek has lasted 25 years ... and still counting.

What Thérèse is proposing is more difficult than it seems, for when we are filled with guilt and a sense of our own wretchedness, it is hard to believe in the mercy of God, for guilt tends to project upon the face of God a stern grimace. Our sins do not alter God's merciful love toward us; they simply make it more difficult for us to believe in it.

In a word, everything [15]was sadness and bitterness. And still peace, always peace, reigned at the bottom of the chalice.

St. Teresa of Ávila writes: "The devil gives us great desires so that we will avoid setting ourselves to the task at hand, serving our Lord in possible things, and instead be content with having desired the impossible.

Locking the door, Tessa sat on the cold tile floor and slumped against the wall. Tears fell down her face, over her chin, and down her neck. She began to communicate with Skylar's hat, silently asking it to cheer her up. Share some memories with me, she pleaded. Make the pain go away.

Cuceririle amoroase sunt cele mai egoiste dintre cruciade.

je suis une ombre dans ta vie,tu es bien plus que ça dans la mienne et ça me fait du mal

Hast du schon mal das Gefühl gehabt dass die Welt dich im Stich läst,den Eindruck dsas das Zimmer indem du dich befindest immer kleiner wird,die Überzeigung das deine Kleider über Nacht gealtert,dass dein Bild in jedem Spiegel dein Elend reflektiert & dass dir das Gefühl zu glauben das dich nichts und niemand liebt & das du nichts liebst & das dieses Nichts die Leere deiner Existenz ist?

Tu leur apprendras que rien ne compte plus sur cette terre que cette putain de liberté capable de se soumettre au plus offrant. Tu leur diras aussi que cette grande salope aime l'amour des hommes, et que toujours elle échappera à ceux qui veulent l'emprisonner, qu'elle ira toujours donner la victoire à celui la respecte sans jamais espérer la garder dans son lit.

The flames are burning, you may not see them, but they're ruining your nights. Stop hiding in that broom closet and face your fears.

Nous ne nous battons pas pour mourrir, mais pour la vie.

Define 'absolute shit.

Tu sais, rien n'est plus complexe que d'élever un enfant. On passe sa vie entière à donner tout ce que l'on croit être juste, tout en sachant que l'on ne cesse de se tromper.

Men varför stannade du kvar hos honom när det fanns så många fel? - För att han stannade hos mig. För att jag hade lidit allt för mycket rent fysiskt för att orka med nya plågor också.

En gång i världen var USA det förlovade landet i världen för invandrare som vi. Vi har slitit som djur av tvång och av tacksamhet, och se hur de behandlar oss nu! Utlänningar blir behandlade som kriminella, om det ska vara vår tids Amerika åker jag hellre tillbaka till Indien.