Quotes About Struggle

In this world of interdependence, opposite emotions are also connected. As William Blake put it "joy and woe are woven fine". I know this because one of the reasons I love life is because I was once suicidal. I have sincerely known moments of content in my life for having gone through years of hell.

No wonder he pissed on the carpet and ate the sofa. This wasn't the life he'd asked for.

No creo que tu problema fuera el pánico escénico. O el miedo a casarte. Creo que tu problema era el miedo a la vida.

Dünya'da yaÅŸarken bir yere varmak için epey zaman harcamak zorundas?n?z, yollar, raylar, kariyerler, iliÅŸkiler, her ÅŸeyde böyle bu." Sf. 7

So, I either needed a new me. Or a new planet. And I didn't yet know how to find either. Which is why I felt suicidal.

She'd been petrified of motherhood. The fear of a deeper depression. She couldn't look after herself, let alone anyone else.

To Live Is to Suffer

Dat is de grootste troost van 439 jaar oud zijn. Je doorgrondt de belangrijkste les van de geschiedenis: dat mensen niet van de geschiedenis leren. De 21ste eeuw kan uitdraaien op een slechte cover van de 20ste eeuw, maar wat kunnen we er aan doen? Over de hele wereld zijn de hoofden van mensen gevuld met utopieën die elkaar nooit overlappen. Een recept voor mislukking, maar eentje dat we al kennen, helaas. Vrede is van porselein gemaakt, zoals altijd.

Pas op voor de kloof. De kloof tussen waar je bent en waar je wilt zijn. Alleen al door eraan te denken verwijd je de kloof. En ten slotte val je erin.

The hardest dream of all to achieve is the dream of not being tormented by our unlived dreams. To cope with and accept unfulfillment as a natural human condition

The problem is, if you study philosophy and stop believing in a meaning you start to need medical help.

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. Now, what life do you want to choose next?

Grief is a bastard.

sadness is intrinsically part of the fabric of happiness. You can't have one without the other. Of course, they come in different degrees and quantities. But there is no life where you can be in a state of sheer happiness for ever. And imagining there is just breeds more unhappiness in the life you're in.

The whole of human history was full of people who tried against the odds. Some succeeded, most failed, but that hadn't stopped them.

immunise you against sadness. And that sadness is intrinsically part of the fabric of happiness. You can't have one without the other. Of course, they come in different degrees and quantities. But there is no life where you can be in a state of sheer happiness for ever. And imagining there is just breeds more unhappiness in the life you're in.

The town was a conveyor belt of despair.

The thought was like a ceaseless mind-cramp, something too uncomfortable to bear yet too strong to avoid.

When I was living in a panic attack punctuated only by depression, when my heart pounded rapidly with fear, when I hardly knew who I was and didn't know how I could carry on living. If we keep going in a straight line we'll get out of here. Walking one foot in front of the other, in the same direction, will always get you further than running around in circles. It's about the determination to keep walking forward.

This was the life she had been in mourning for. This was the life she had beaten herself up for not living.

Running… "became a kind of metaphor for depression. To go on a run every day is to have a kind of battle with yourself. Just getting out on a cold February morning gives you a sense of achievement. But that voiceless debate you have with yourself - I want to stop! No, keep going! I can't, I can hardly breathe! There's only a mile to go! I just need to lie down! You can't! - is the debate of depression, but on a smaller and less serious scale.

imagined seeing herself as just another brilliant freak of nature. Just another sentient animal, trying their best. And in doing so, she imagined what it was like to be free.

Depression can be exacerbated by things being all right externally, because the gulf between what you are feeling and what you are expected to feel becomes larger. If you feel the same amount of depression as someone would naturally feel in a prisoner of war camp, but you are not in a prisoner of war camp, and are instead in a nice semi-detached house in a free world, then you think "Crap, this is everything I ever wanted, why aren't I happy?

He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being man. Do you know what I think? I think you are finding yourself. You were lost. You didn't even know who or what you were. You had no purpose. You were living in poverty. You were moping around, burning yourself to feel something. Now look. You have purpose.