Quotes About Struggle

When you gain 50 pounds during pregnancy like I did, you fear that you'll never get back in shape

But when the dawn will come, of our emancipation, from the fear of bondage and the bondage of fear, why, that is a secret.

O weary hearts! O slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again.

Worry is fear in disguise. And fear will eat you from the inside out if you let it.

O how the darkness do crowd up, one against the other, in ye hearts! What fear ye more that what ye have wroughten?

It takes a lot of adrenaline and fear to make me actually write.

My worst habit is my fear & my destructive rationalizing.

If we live in a state of constant fear, can we remain human?

I'm starting to understand that fear is like cancer - you can beat it back, but if it returns, it can be worse than ever.

Father, O father! what do we here In this land of unbelief and fear?

Everyone says "I wish I was in your shoes...", the hundreds of people that wish they were in my shoes don't know the tenth of it. If they were in my shoes they would cry like a baby.

O Conscience, into what abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which I find no way, from deep to deeper plunged.

The hell of these days is the fear of not getting along, especially of not making money.

You always have the memory of the bottom, and fear of the bottom. And when you start going to the bottom you panic.

Still humping the American Dream

I had insecurities and fears like everybody does, and I got over it. But I was interested in the parts of me that struggled with those things.

Any person who pursues human rights in Iran must live with fear from birth to death, but I have learned to overcome my fear.

I find writing very difficult. It's hard and it hurts sometimes, and it's scary because of the fear of failure and the very unpleasant feeling that you may have reached the limit of your abilities.

What an incredible drug fear is.

I've met talespinners before, Jake, and they're all cut more or less from the same cloth. They tell tales because they're afraid of life.

That is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears.

I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

Suddenly I'm not half the girl I used to be. There's a shadow hanging over me . . . From me to you out of my electric devil.

It may take us a little longer to reach the summit, but never fear, we will get there!