Quotes About Struggle

the comic inadequacy of consciousness trying to make terms with the rest of everything that is.

We are all—even young lovers—affected by our own struggle for survival and by our world's assumptions regarding what is correct and successful. Not one of us, not even a heroine, escapes the constraint.

Nothing succeeds, they say, like success. And certainly nothing fails like failure.

She must transform his hands so they will be willing to twist the rope around throats that have been singled out as hers was, throats other than hers. She must marry the hangman or no one, but that is not so bad. Who else is there to marry?

In order to avoid her death, her particular death, with wrung neck and swollen tongue, she must marry the hangman.

When you hear me singing you get the rifle down and the flashlight, aiming for my brain, but you always miss and when you set out the poison I piss on it to warn the others.

Man tells his aspiration in his God but in his demon he shows his depth of experience.

Marriage is the natural means of forming a sphere, of taking root on the earth: it requires strength to do this without such an opening, very many have failed to this, and their imperfections have been in every one's way.

What is one person's diversion may be another's supreme test.

You must bear losses like a soldier, the voice told me, bravely and without complaint, and just when the day seems lost, grab your shield for another stand, another thrust forward. That is the juncture that separates heroes from the merely strong.

In our daily life, we encounter people who are angry, deceitful, intent only on satisfying their own needs. There is so much anger, distrust, greed, and pettiness that we are losing our capacity to work well together.

She had become so much more accustomed to hard work and opposition than to adulation that the only emotion she had felt had been one of acute discomfort.

I can't change what's happened to me in my life, or make what's not occurred take place. But I can't say I like it, or accept it, or believe it's for the best. I don't and never shall, not even if I'm damned for it.

The struggle is not lost. I believe we have to live, as long as we live, in the expectation and hope of changing the world for the better. That may sound naive. It may even sound sentimental. Never mind: I believe it. What are we to live for, except life itself? And, with all our doubts, with all our flaws, with all our problems, I believe that we will carry on, with God's help.

I can't say it. Now, at last, it becomes impossible for me to mouth the words -- I'm fine. I won't say anything.

I could not speak for the salt that filled my throat, and for anger - not at anyone, at God, perhaps, for giving us eyes but almost never sight.

Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear. I was alone, and never free, for I carried my chains within me, and they spread out from me and shackled all I touched.

As a devout Baptist, she believed it was a sin to pray for anything for yourself. You ought to pray only for strength to bear whatever the Lord saw fit to send you, she thought. I was never able to follow this advice, for although I would often feel a sense of uneasiness over the tone of my prayers, I was the kind of person who prayed frantically-"Please, God, please, please, PLEASE let Ross MacVey like me better than Mavis.

I have many weaknesses, and among them is a stubborn determination to keep all my children close to me. I think it stems from the years I had to spend in warfare, when I scarcely saw them at all.

Yet sometimes Renaissance Souls don't feel so lucky. Despite a long and proud history of Renaissance Souls who've negotiated treaties, invented revolutionary machines, written great novels, and led victorious armies, our culture often insists that we are defective.

Anyone who falls into your hands falls to your sword!

Nationalist movements often overlapped with economic and class issues: Rumanian and Ruthenian peasants, for example, challenged their Hungarian and Polish landlords.

Anyhow, isn't it a bit wrong to think happiness is all smooth and serene. Isn't it mostly a great energetic struggle - you against the universe - a great whopping opponent, with the referee in its pocket?

Impegnarsi per essere naturali è già una sconfitta.