Quotes About Struggle

Governments will rise, and governments will fall, and man will do evil to man, and all we can do is turn our hearts to good.

The Government justifies keeping everyone else in poverty because people seem to work the hardest when they're right on the edge of survival.

A thousand times today I've started to open my mouth, started to squeak out, "Can you tell me...? But then I'd look into the front seat, at my mother's silent shaking, my father's grim profile, the mournful bags under his eyes, and all the questions I might ask seemed abusive. Assault and battery, a question mark used like a club. My parents are old and fragile. I'd have to heartless to want to hurt them.

Our job on earth, as I see it, is to hold on through the hard parts and try and be a good person.

I've been praying to Jesus and the Holy Ghost for patience and I have also mentioned that it would help if I did not have frizzy hair.

As he came up Second Avenue, Henry saw that Jerry Lauterbach was again having trouble with the neighborhood psycho. It was natural, Henry reflected, that New York, being so well supplied with all the necessities of life, should not be lacking in persons whose mental furniture was sliding on the polished floors of their intelligence.

Faith is secured by adversity, but endangered by security.

You may have to fight a battle more than once to win.

I am in politics because of the conflict between good and evil, and I believe that in the end good will triumph.

The battle for women's rights has been largely won.

You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.

The Word of fire burns today On the lips of our prophets in an evil age.

it's what makes you grow up to have younguns and be a sho-nuff mammy all your own ... . A man ain't but trouble, just breath and britches and trouble

She had to find a way to lift them together. The only thing she had was a moan. And she moaned. That moan would become a Spiritual; that Spiritual would become Jazz; which would become Blues then Rhythm and Blues then Rap. That moan would define not only a people but the nation to which they were sailing. That moan would make those people decide that they should, that they could, live.

He's probably divorced. Mental cruelty.

sink through the floor. Sonia, too, strove to control

The battle of the sexes and you're winning hands down.

Women were the very devil, at the mercy of their frail strength.

I swear, Papa, I'd give my virtue if it would get my novels published,' she exclaimed in vexation. 'I'm certain we've tried everything else.

looked out of her window at the road below and the glimpse of the Strand beyond. Buses and cars tore noisily by, and people jostled on the pavements. Life was down there, bustling and real: love, death, birth, misery and vice; and some joy, she supposed.

If only the peace I feel right now could be stored up and released later when cruelty surrounds me in the dark during nightmares.

I have spent all my years accepting sad truths. —Quebrado

Like King Midas, I am left with nothing but this unreasonable hope that, somehow, my strange life and my lost family will return to normal.

I still think of myself as a broken place, a drifting isle with no home. —Quebrado