Quotes About Struggle

So many silent battles are waged By those who sit alone and wait, and by those who delay.

C. S. Lewis wrote of temptation, "No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good.

Here's where my pastoral fantasy ran aground: the pound of organic butter cost six dollars and fifty cents. The ceiling for buying my way into grace was about five bucks.

But after everything, and even when the skies turn scarlet and threatening, I still believe that if we are lucky enough to be alive, we must give thanks for the miracle of every moment of every day, no matter how flawed. And we must have faith in God, and in the Universe, and in a better tomorrow, even if that faith is not always deserved." "Pino

Nothing in life worth doing is easy

The world doesn't work like this, he tried to tell himself. The world is not sick and evil like this.

They were all fighting back, part of the growing resistance.

You can't be the hero all the time, Pino." "If you say so." "I do say so. You can't carry the world's problems on your back. You have to find some happiness in your life, and just do your best with the rest.

The problem is, most people get frustrated when they do not find what they are looking for or don't do what they are trying to do easily and in a short period of time. They give up after a couple of failures or a couple of years of struggle. The dream that once lit up their heart now begins to darken it, and their thinking changes.

in a matter of seconds, his faith in God, in life, in love, and in a better tomorrow drained away to empty.

Pino shook his head. Mimo was barely sixteen and yet a battle-hardened veteran.

They want us down to nothing, Emil, people with no pasts!" Emil held his wife as she trembled and shook, feeling as helpless as she did.

and nose and pulled his cap down low over his eyes. But the snow now rode on a shuddering gale. It pounded him, found the collar of his coat, and crawled down his back. It stung his knuckles through his mittens and gnawed at the exposed right side of his face until his skin was raw and then numb.

Putting your boot on another man's head and stealing him blind, until someone with a bigger boot comes along to kick you out of the way?

Because we are refugees of war now, people who left their lands behind. We have nothing, so we get to say nothing.

shallows, grabbed the bow rope, and held on for dear life. "Give me

Every human has that basic, God-given right, Pino, and you feared for your life.

power was bleeding from Benito Mussolini's grasp like joy from a young widowed heart.

In early February 2006, I was forty-seven and at the lowest point of my life.

When you can remember not having eaten in days and having no hope of eating tomorrow . . . when you can remember that feeling, you just work harder to make sure you never feel it again.

God wants you to fight in a different way, and for a greater good, or he would not have put you where you are.

They kill people, and I'm a people.

For what? Putting your boot on another man's head and stealing him blind, until someone with a bigger boot comes along to kick you out of the way?

As far as Pino was concerned, wars were about murder and thievery. One army killed to steal the hill; then another killed to steal it back.