Quotes About Struggle

Athletes who have been gifted with exceptional talent and other blessings that enable them to sail to the top of their sport—athletes like Cadel Evans—may therefore be doubly disadvantaged where resilience is concerned.

You don't become a runner by winning a morning workout. The only true way is to marshal the ferocity of your ambition over the course of many day, weeks, months, and (if you could finally come to accept it) years. The Trial of Miles; Miles of Trials.

Back during the war, the sides were a lot clearer. Now that we're fighting other humans again as well, things get muddy real fast. Many soldiers who were fantastic against the Covenant have now balked at battling the Front or any of the other dozens of homegrown terrorist groups across our worlds.

That was how she had felt most of her life. Caught in the middle. Struggling, flailing, just trying to survive while not knowing which way to go. Which path to commit to without regret.

You can be a depressive and be happy, just as you can be a sober alcoholic.

Three in the morning is never the time to try and sort out your life.

What doesn't kill you very often makes you weaker. What doesn't kill you can leave you limping for the rest of your days. What doesn't kill you can make you scared to leave your house, or even your bedroom, and have you trembling, or mumbling incoherently, or leaning with your head on a window pane, wishing you could return to the time before the thing that didn't kill you.

I wanted to be dead. No. That's not quite right. I didn't want to be dead, I just didn't want to be alive.

Laughter, along with madness, seemed to be the only way out, the emergency exit for humans.

A society which demands we be normal even as it drives us insane.

It was, of course, another test. Everything in human life was a test. That was why they all looked so stressed out.

She realised that she hadn't tried to end her life because she was miserable, but because she had managed to convince herself that there was no way out of her misery.

Nora wanted to live in a world where no cruelty existed, but the only worlds she had available to her were worlds with humans in them.

That's the odd thing about depression and anxiety. It acts like an intense fear of happiness, even as you yourself consciously want that happiness more than anything. So if it catches you smiling, even fake smiling, then - well, that stuff's just not allowed and you know it, so here comes ten tons of counterbalance.

Life is frightening, and it is frightening for a reason, and the reason is that it doesn't matter which branch of a life we get to live, we are always the same rotten tree. I wanted to be many things in my life. All kinds of things. But if your life is rotten, it will be rotten no matter what you do. The damp rots the whole useless thing...

It seems impossible to live without hurting people.' 'That's because it is.' 'So why live at all?' 'Well, in fairness, dying hurts people too.

Minds have their own weather systems. You are in a hurricane. Hurricanes run out of energy eventually. Hold on.

Anxiety takes away all the commas and full stops we need to make sense of ourselves.

Life is hard. It may be beautiful and wonderful but it is also hard.

Beware of the gap. The gap between where you are and where you want to be. Simply thinking of the gap widens it. And you end up falling through.

I hate depression. I am scared of it. Terrified, in fact. But at the same time, it has made me who I am. And if – for me – it is the price of feeling life, it's a price always worth paying. I am satisfied just to be.

Equidistant. Not aligned to one bank or the other...caught in the middle. Struggling, flailing, just trying to survive while not knowing which way to go. Which path to commit to without regret.

I don't think your problem was stage fright. Or wedding fright. I think your problem was life fright.

The bottom of the valley never provides the clearest view.